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		<title>By: Crystal</title>
		<link>http://tenminutemissive.com/2010/08/30/howd-i-end-up-here/#comment-819</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 18:10:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Like kborman, I have had computers and some form of the &#039;internet&#039; as a part of my life for almost as long as I have been alive. We got out first computer when I was 8. It too was big and clunky and had those giant black screens with the horrible green text. It was such a familiar part of our lives, that I really can&#039;t recall the transitions as we switched to the computers we have now. My mom is a huge techie and upgraded as quick as they came. 

It wasn&#039;t only the computers, but with all electronics. I suppose in some ways I was fortunate so I&#039;m not quite as out of the loop as newer technology along now. My better half however didn&#039;t. It makes it interesting around here, anyways. Which by the way, we did meet online, 11 years ago. I have met some incredible people in ancient chat rooms that I am sure still exist but no longer use. Long before the days of myspace and facebooks and blogs. 

With the internet always being a presence in my home growing up, and my parents not minding my siblings and I using at our will, or monitoring what we do, and how it has grown since then, we do the opposite with our kids now. They have things they do online, but we keep them grounded in the earth around us, instead of the internet like so many of their friends are. Until they can learn to harness the internet for it&#039;s value, and not it&#039;s uselessness, it&#039;ll stay this way. And they are learning, but they are just kids after all.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Like kborman, I have had computers and some form of the &#8216;internet&#8217; as a part of my life for almost as long as I have been alive. We got out first computer when I was 8. It too was big and clunky and had those giant black screens with the horrible green text. It was such a familiar part of our lives, that I really can&#8217;t recall the transitions as we switched to the computers we have now. My mom is a huge techie and upgraded as quick as they came. </p>
<p>It wasn&#8217;t only the computers, but with all electronics. I suppose in some ways I was fortunate so I&#8217;m not quite as out of the loop as newer technology along now. My better half however didn&#8217;t. It makes it interesting around here, anyways. Which by the way, we did meet online, 11 years ago. I have met some incredible people in ancient chat rooms that I am sure still exist but no longer use. Long before the days of myspace and facebooks and blogs. </p>
<p>With the internet always being a presence in my home growing up, and my parents not minding my siblings and I using at our will, or monitoring what we do, and how it has grown since then, we do the opposite with our kids now. They have things they do online, but we keep them grounded in the earth around us, instead of the internet like so many of their friends are. Until they can learn to harness the internet for it&#8217;s value, and not it&#8217;s uselessness, it&#8217;ll stay this way. And they are learning, but they are just kids after all.</p>
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		<title>By: kristina</title>
		<link>http://tenminutemissive.com/2010/08/30/howd-i-end-up-here/#comment-816</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 17:16:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, this old woman (ha!) is certainly glad to have a twenty-something folk from her past still having conversations with her.  (hug)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, this old woman (ha!) is certainly glad to have a twenty-something folk from her past still having conversations with her.  (hug)</p>
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		<title>By: kristina</title>
		<link>http://tenminutemissive.com/2010/08/30/howd-i-end-up-here/#comment-815</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[kristina]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 17:15:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If your CP is who I think your CP is, then you are a lucky woman indeed!  And you are correct in the ability that technology affords those of us who are often alone IRL but feel as if we are sitting in a crowded coffee house with all our friends....  :)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If your CP is who I think your CP is, then you are a lucky woman indeed!  And you are correct in the ability that technology affords those of us who are often alone IRL but feel as if we are sitting in a crowded coffee house with all our friends&#8230;.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: kristina</title>
		<link>http://tenminutemissive.com/2010/08/30/howd-i-end-up-here/#comment-814</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[kristina]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 17:13:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You know my theory on how/why people come into our lives...it was just meant to be, baby.  Meant to be!  (hugs!)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know my theory on how/why people come into our lives&#8230;it was just meant to be, baby.  Meant to be!  (hugs!)</p>
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		<title>By: kristina</title>
		<link>http://tenminutemissive.com/2010/08/30/howd-i-end-up-here/#comment-813</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[kristina]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 17:13:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Twelve years of connections - what amazing folks you must have &quot;met&quot; in the years you&#039;ve been connecting.  So glad to have connected with you!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Twelve years of connections &#8211; what amazing folks you must have &#8220;met&#8221; in the years you&#8217;ve been connecting.  So glad to have connected with you!</p>
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