<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post594888953477572851..comments</id><updated>2011-08-29T18:37:34.847-04:00</updated><category term='ParentHacks'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='Filch It Friday'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='whimsy'/><category term='decluttering'/><category term='PSA'/><category term='Grace In Small Things'/><category term='butter'/><category term='movies'/><category term='BlogHer'/><category term='books'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='lists'/><category term='infertility'/><category term='boys'/><category term='garden'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Omphaloskepsis'/><category term='wine'/><category term='prizes'/><category term='C25K'/><category term='Monday Mission'/><category term='Miss M.'/><category term='travel'/><category term='obits'/><category term='girls'/><category term='true confessions'/><category term='homeownership'/><category term='charitable'/><category term='outrage'/><category term='Nintendo'/><category term='cranky'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='toddlerisms'/><category term='Fifty'/><category term='ephemera'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Haiku Friday'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='moky'/><category term='did you buy that new'/><category term='random'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='pork'/><category term='music'/><category term='Parent Bloggers Network'/><category term='cats'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='school'/><category term='found writing'/><category term='Mother Talk'/><category term='Nora On A Stick'/><category term='nablopomo 07'/><category term='nablopomo 11'/><category term='just posts'/><category term='Thursday Thirteen'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='words'/><category term='New York Times'/><category term='blogactionday'/><category term='food'/><category term='csa'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='Julia Child'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='guests'/><category term='coconut'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='perfect post'/><category term='texting'/><category term='just give'/><title type='text'>Comments on Magpie Musing: The Nightgown</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/feeds/594888953477572851/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html'/><author><name>Magpie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6MKBhuBDOSk/SXzcxYNCSHI/AAAAAAAAB10/Un7y6qh0N_c/S220/MCC+Blog+Photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-6764744134790822044</id><published>2009-11-06T09:06:50.134-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:06:50.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes me remember a fabulous dress of my mother&amp;#3...</title><content type='html'>Makes me remember a fabulous dress of my mother&amp;#39;s in the &amp;#39;70s. It was crisp white cotton with gold embroidery, a sleeveless number with an open back that dipped down, almost to the waist. Family lore is that I suggested she be buried in it, because it was so pretty from the back. My mother laughs about this still, though I&amp;#39;m sure she&amp;#39;d prefer not to be face-down for eternity.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your post is sad and sweet and reminds me what is ahead.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/6764744134790822044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/6764744134790822044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257516410134#c6764744134790822044' title=''/><author><name>MDTaz</name><uri>http://maternal-dementia.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1968978295'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-7130754505596282905</id><published>2009-11-06T09:06:46.161-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:06:46.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes me remember a fabulous dress of my mother&amp;#3...</title><content type='html'>Makes me remember a fabulous dress of my mother&amp;#39;s in the &amp;#39;70s. It was crisp white cotton with gold embroidery, a sleeveless number with an open back that dipped down, almost to the waist. Family lore is that I suggested she be buried in it, because it was so pretty from the back. My mother laughs about this still, though I&amp;#39;m sure she&amp;#39;d prefer not to be face-down for eternity.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your post is sad and sweet and reminds me what is ahead.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/7130754505596282905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/7130754505596282905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257516406161#c7130754505596282905' title=''/><author><name>MDTaz</name><uri>http://maternal-dementia.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1968978295'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-3452451696763133701</id><published>2009-11-04T10:46:27.118-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:46:27.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They don&amp;#39;t return those things? Seems that the...</title><content type='html'>They don&amp;#39;t return those things? Seems that they should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was very touching.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/3452451696763133701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/3452451696763133701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257349587118#c3452451696763133701' title=''/><author><name>Kyla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-905.vo.llnwd.net/01022/50/98/1022798905_m.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-153240419'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-2727102848276097216</id><published>2009-11-03T21:47:18.257-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:47:18.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I&amp;#39;ve had this post saved in my reader for days...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve had this post saved in my reader for days, trying to figure out what to say.  This was touching, but all your posts about your mom are, especially as I face my own mother&amp;#39;s advancing age and increasingly frail health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Moky insisted she wear that nightgown into the great beyond.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/2727102848276097216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/2727102848276097216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257302838257#c2727102848276097216' title=''/><author><name>Life in Eden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15191548142552797374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1229338936'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-9033708664526643414</id><published>2009-11-02T13:24:19.400-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:24:19.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My mother in law died last week.  she was buried i...</title><content type='html'>My mother in law died last week.  she was buried in her favorite housedress.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/9033708664526643414'/><link rel='self' 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value='pid-380364032'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-1076269744478944553</id><published>2009-11-01T13:39:03.328-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:39:03.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>these strange things we do not know....what happen...</title><content type='html'>these strange things we do not know....what happens to these artifacts that are left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad she went wearing something you bought her. to me, it is a part of your caring that accompanied her on that list trip. your little offering for the ferryman of the Styx.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/1076269744478944553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/1076269744478944553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257100743328#c1076269744478944553' title=''/><author><name>Bon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14403701620708365171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1170057763'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-6243781959850415869</id><published>2009-11-01T02:55:05.381-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:55:05.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I rather like to think she fancied the racy split ...</title><content type='html'>I rather like to think she fancied the racy split seams, showing off her gams to St. Peter saying, &amp;quot;Oh, it&amp;#39;s all my daughter&amp;#39;s fault that I&amp;#39;m dressed so inappropriately!&amp;quot; with a bit of eyelash batting and coy smirking...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/6243781959850415869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/6243781959850415869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257062105381#c6243781959850415869' title=''/><author><name>I Am Very Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16115661324301117031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wW5g8OLy7nY/SoMNQwfW72I/AAAAAAAAEXs/2d2E40MUBk0/S220/pinkphone.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2132133474'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-5385904618274336272</id><published>2009-10-31T16:55:52.240-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:55:52.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i think phd in yogurtry is right.  and that she le...</title><content type='html'>i think phd in yogurtry is right.  and that she left wearing something that she loved, and that was comfortable.  who could ask for more?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5385904618274336272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5385904618274336272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257022552240#c5385904618274336272' title=''/><author><name>kathy a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14479337952651746193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-392814108'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-90901693300912121</id><published>2009-10-31T15:52:42.899-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:52:42.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think she wears the nightgown still, one of the ...</title><content type='html'>I think she wears the nightgown still, one of the last things you bought her.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/90901693300912121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/90901693300912121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257018762899#c90901693300912121' title=''/><author><name>phd in yogurtry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13271891110211081990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16542089657085936687'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSMVZRZECdI/SqWPHXc_3GI/AAAAAAAABhY/lvtoe33uMAI/S220/AUG09.FrioRiver+025.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-671079579'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-8423812624305122846</id><published>2009-10-31T14:51:41.770-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:51:41.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn clothing is always the most loved. 

I&amp;#39;m ...</title><content type='html'>Worn clothing is always the most loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m sorry it&amp;#39;s so hard.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/8423812624305122846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/8423812624305122846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257015101770#c8423812624305122846' title=''/><author><name>Anjali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03942336985162828835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1347944350'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-7476715300159860119</id><published>2009-10-31T13:20:10.264-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:20:10.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This post is so ... just true. Those kinds of nagg...</title><content type='html'>This post is so ... just true. Those kinds of nagging worries or small heartbreaks reveal the deeper fissure of loss.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/7476715300159860119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/7476715300159860119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257009610264#c7476715300159860119' title=''/><author><name>Maggie May</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14699674732274478502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zU8aF2mYYrU/SpZALTZVH1I/AAAAAAAACIA/UvEU2BhRGXE/S220/Myself+and+I'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-233365003'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-6014617259443525521</id><published>2009-10-31T12:17:00.384-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:17:00.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no words, sometimes.   Only thoughts.  A...</title><content type='html'>There are no words, sometimes.   Only thoughts.  And hugs.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/6014617259443525521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/6014617259443525521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1257005820384#c6014617259443525521' title=''/><author><name>InTheFastLane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691830067979224059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HnS1JgXFGuk/R-eqeGDk1BI/AAAAAAAAAlc/LB0wgQNk-48/S220/HPIM1507.blog.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-367932701'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-1637006311836788303</id><published>2009-10-31T00:55:46.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:55:46.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling that this post gives me is a mixture o...</title><content type='html'>The feeling that this post gives me is a mixture of many emotions...the ache from the torn, the satisfaction that your gift of love is worn.... you stirred up my Saturday... thank you, I needed this, feeling a little &amp;#39;dead&amp;#39; today.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/1637006311836788303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/1637006311836788303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256964946009#c1637006311836788303' title=''/><author><name>Angeline</name><uri>http://allaboutyourchild.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1328501513'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-63260718767568558</id><published>2009-10-30T22:46:33.621-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:46:33.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We didn&amp;#39;t know my mom would die quite as quick...</title><content type='html'>We didn&amp;#39;t know my mom would die quite as quickly as she did and she was wearing an oversized t-shirt. We changed her to a pretty nightgown before they took her--she would have wanted that.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/63260718767568558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/63260718767568558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256957193621#c63260718767568558' title=''/><author><name>Jenn @ Juggling Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bYXCb8JYJg/SFv6FYicj2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3HB6F9Ll9Ko/S220/0001.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-65181490'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-8408537929221241961</id><published>2009-10-30T21:59:04.772-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:59:04.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, so sad.  It brought back a lot of memories for...</title><content type='html'>oh, so sad.  It brought back a lot of memories for me about times at your house with your mom there.  Always great smells at your house from your mom cooking something incredible, and so many interesting things your mom did - still remember her amazing dollhouse.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/8408537929221241961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/8408537929221241961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256954344772#c8408537929221241961' title=''/><author><name>ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10727345129527130742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1531309166'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-5578866506380281789</id><published>2009-10-30T21:28:46.958-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:28:46.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I imagine she wore it. Wonder if I can choose my o...</title><content type='html'>I imagine she wore it. Wonder if I can choose my own nightgown for such purposes... must make a note to self.  You always make me think, think, think M-pie! xoh</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5578866506380281789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5578866506380281789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256952526958#c5578866506380281789' title=''/><author><name>heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09896915486353470418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_REcQ2hCLkz0/SJESfrpD5SI/AAAAAAAAAaw/k4Rmw2p0_Zk/S220/pancake1.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1361568152'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-5755700166104989173</id><published>2009-10-30T20:43:54.929-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:43:54.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>((((magpie))))</title><content type='html'>((((magpie))))</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5755700166104989173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5755700166104989173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256949834929#c5755700166104989173' title=''/><author><name>susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12000470374101306070</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/344217521_1b393906c3_o.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1200483440'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-9152406523182575064</id><published>2009-10-30T15:24:22.390-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:24:22.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You will never run out of things like this to wond...</title><content type='html'>You will never run out of things like this to wonder about. sigh.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/9152406523182575064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/9152406523182575064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256930662390#c9152406523182575064' title=''/><author><name>Furrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08617566957749784387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05477305429363014584'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yU-fNRZhE0/SWejieZcxlI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZWT5T4zseFw/S220/boots.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-550678574'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-5070998460645829927</id><published>2009-10-30T15:17:45.934-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:17:45.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless your heart.  I bought my mother a lavender n...</title><content type='html'>Bless your heart.  I bought my mother a lavender nightgown as one of her last gifts, too.  And when I went to clean out her house, I took it.  I still wear it sometimes.  And I love it.  Is today an anniversary?  Hugs to you.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5070998460645829927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/5070998460645829927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256930265934#c5070998460645829927' title=''/><author><name>Mental P Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05957544840704376193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KRZSEI76J3c/SaNKBTG_N5I/AAAAAAAACQU/07aIZiuwqyA/S220/02030002A.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1823093562'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-1373694433484127557</id><published>2009-10-30T14:15:33.688-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:15:33.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is wonderful, Maggie.  It makes me cry, it is...</title><content type='html'>This is wonderful, Maggie.  It makes me cry, it is full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is buried in an orange jumpsuit and pink flats.   That is what she chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/1373694433484127557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/1373694433484127557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256926533688#c1373694433484127557' title=''/><author><name>YourFireAnt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03428838843235292696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gSGHu87wYU4/SG-j2g87XII/AAAAAAAAABk/itNCCRfcric/S220/New+Facebook+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-656672752'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-7374316838752777817</id><published>2009-10-30T14:04:06.435-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:04:06.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, m.

this tore at my heart.

love you.</title><content type='html'>oh, m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tore at my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/7374316838752777817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/594888953477572851/comments/default/7374316838752777817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html?showComment=1256925846435#c7374316838752777817' title=''/><author><name>slouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNdrCb-3Rhk/St_GmY2-6iI/AAAAAAAAByU/WWSLmp-IYH4/S220/Oct09-39.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.magpiemusing.com/2009/10/nightgown.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31542820.post-594888953477572851' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31542820/posts/default/594888953477572851' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-271350500'/></entry></feed>
