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	<title>Comments on: Life Can Be A Jar Of Pickled Peppers</title>
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	<description>Cooking, Life and Little Bit of Humor</description>
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		<title>By: admin</title>
		<link>http://www.oklahomapastrycloth.com/blog/?p=133&#038;cpage=1#comment-134</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 02:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Cute!  :-)  You are registered!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cute!  <img src='http://www.oklahomapastrycloth.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />   You are registered!</p>
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		<title>By: Janice Packard</title>
		<link>http://www.oklahomapastrycloth.com/blog/?p=133&#038;cpage=1#comment-133</link>
		<dc:creator>Janice Packard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 02:16:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Or, have a great niece AND a grandson move in with you. The containers disappear and are NOT found in the fridge! I even have a container that is not mine that says &quot;Matt&#039;s lunch&quot; on it. Who&#039;s Matt? Maybe he can clean my fridge?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Or, have a great niece AND a grandson move in with you. The containers disappear and are NOT found in the fridge! I even have a container that is not mine that says &#8220;Matt&#8217;s lunch&#8221; on it. Who&#8217;s Matt? Maybe he can clean my fridge?</p>
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		<title>By: Nancy Sanders</title>
		<link>http://www.oklahomapastrycloth.com/blog/?p=133&#038;cpage=1#comment-85</link>
		<dc:creator>Nancy Sanders</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 19:17:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a great thought for the day!  Like my refrigerator, I know I too am full of too much old junk that needs to be thrown out.  Unfortunately, it&#039;s a lot easier to clean out the frig than it is my negative thoughts &amp; attitudes.  But I&#039;m going to work on it!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a great thought for the day!  Like my refrigerator, I know I too am full of too much old junk that needs to be thrown out.  Unfortunately, it&#8217;s a lot easier to clean out the frig than it is my negative thoughts &amp; attitudes.  But I&#8217;m going to work on it!</p>
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		<title>By: Beth</title>
		<link>http://www.oklahomapastrycloth.com/blog/?p=133&#038;cpage=1#comment-59</link>
		<dc:creator>Beth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 13:01:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for the inspiration to clean out my fridge.  I don&#039;t know how I could have so many containers of fermented fruit (which I threw out of course.)  Speaking of inspiration, I find certain lines from stories, poems, or songs give me a boost when doing various household chores.   I have a book by Gene Stratton Porter published in 1918 about a single woman who finally has her own farm and is about to marry the love of her life.  He comes to the field where she is and she tells him to go in the house for something to eat.  Even though I read the book decades ago, this bit comes to mind when my refrigerator is needing a good clean:  &quot;She was sending him to chicken perfectly cooked, barely cold, melon preserves, pickled cucumbers, and bread like that which had for years taken a County Fair prize each fall; butter yellow as the goldenrod lining the fences, and cream stiff enough to stand alone.  Also, he would find neither germ nor mold in her pantry and spring house...&quot;  This makes me thankful I even have a refrigerator and motivates me to keep it sparkling clean!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for the inspiration to clean out my fridge.  I don&#8217;t know how I could have so many containers of fermented fruit (which I threw out of course.)  Speaking of inspiration, I find certain lines from stories, poems, or songs give me a boost when doing various household chores.   I have a book by Gene Stratton Porter published in 1918 about a single woman who finally has her own farm and is about to marry the love of her life.  He comes to the field where she is and she tells him to go in the house for something to eat.  Even though I read the book decades ago, this bit comes to mind when my refrigerator is needing a good clean:  &#8220;She was sending him to chicken perfectly cooked, barely cold, melon preserves, pickled cucumbers, and bread like that which had for years taken a County Fair prize each fall; butter yellow as the goldenrod lining the fences, and cream stiff enough to stand alone.  Also, he would find neither germ nor mold in her pantry and spring house&#8230;&#8221;  This makes me thankful I even have a refrigerator and motivates me to keep it sparkling clean!</p>
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		<title>By: Letty Packard</title>
		<link>http://www.oklahomapastrycloth.com/blog/?p=133&#038;cpage=1#comment-58</link>
		<dc:creator>Letty Packard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 13:39:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This week I went to my favorite kitchen store to replenish
the food storage containers that seemed to have disappeared.
Where in the world do they go, other than the same mysterious place as the missing socks. Then, I decided to
clean out the fridge. I found all the missing storage containers,
some with recognizable contents, some not. Still haven&#039;t solved the mystery of the missing socks.

Great analogy to life. I&#039;ll be passing this along.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This week I went to my favorite kitchen store to replenish<br />
the food storage containers that seemed to have disappeared.<br />
Where in the world do they go, other than the same mysterious place as the missing socks. Then, I decided to<br />
clean out the fridge. I found all the missing storage containers,<br />
some with recognizable contents, some not. Still haven&#8217;t solved the mystery of the missing socks.</p>
<p>Great analogy to life. I&#8217;ll be passing this along.</p>
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