tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post401387140575339497..comments2024-03-28T23:06:10.904-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: So Today I Learned French (Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!)Ms. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-35015298899580487042020-04-08T17:43:58.301-04:002020-04-08T17:43:58.301-04:00I DO get a gorgeous Moon every night. I'm quit...I DO get a gorgeous Moon every night. I'm quite lucky that way! <br />Well, if Mr. Moon was faking the fishing trip, I'm not quite sure where he got the fish but he could have bought them somewhere I suppose. Men are pretty wily. <br />2.2 acres to be exact! So yeah, we are basically land barons. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-21360770265395754882020-04-08T17:42:25.822-04:002020-04-08T17:42:25.822-04:00The book was called "The New Me" by Hall...The book was called "The New Me" by Halle Butler and I do not recommend spending one second of your time on it. <br />You stay strong too, Steve. I know you will. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7235409564555043452020-04-08T17:41:19.747-04:002020-04-08T17:41:19.747-04:00"God's plan." Right. Sure. Just like..."God's plan." Right. Sure. Just like "intelligent design." I will say that viruses can be quite intelligently designed. <br />The moon though- she is worth giving a worshipful thought to now and then. She makes no promises except to be here. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36258140612237954452020-04-08T17:39:37.138-04:002020-04-08T17:39:37.138-04:00I'm glad work was better. And yeah- one foot i...I'm glad work was better. And yeah- one foot in front of the other. That is all we can do and it's what we all must do. <br />Happy birthday to that precious little guy. I know how much you love him. <br />You got this too, girl. I know you do. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-54441196912171027322020-04-08T17:38:32.669-04:002020-04-08T17:38:32.669-04:00The chickens are as busy as ever and for that, I a...The chickens are as busy as ever and for that, I am grateful. A tiny bit of "normal" life. As always, they soothe me. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-91440354096912811732020-04-08T17:37:43.749-04:002020-04-08T17:37:43.749-04:00That's exactly how it is for me too. Exactly.That's exactly how it is for me too. Exactly. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-35679869245810424712020-04-08T17:37:22.517-04:002020-04-08T17:37:22.517-04:00Thank you, Darlin'!Thank you, Darlin'!Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-891626798418680902020-04-08T17:36:55.772-04:002020-04-08T17:36:55.772-04:00Isn't it funny the final thing that will break...Isn't it funny the final thing that will break you? I understand completely. Not being able to hug a grandchild is just too big not to try and contain but GODDAMMIT! Give me my ice! <br />I used to be a major ice crusher. I don't know why I stopped. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-49714139114821705992020-04-08T17:35:34.278-04:002020-04-08T17:35:34.278-04:00We must be made of the same stuff, Dianne. Don'...We must be made of the same stuff, Dianne. Don't even talk to me about cleaning. Or sorting. Or purging. I will weep. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89661494696828409782020-04-08T17:34:52.239-04:002020-04-08T17:34:52.239-04:00I don't think that nature has had enough time ...I don't think that nature has had enough time to do more than take a quick breath but anything is better than nothing. Absolutely. And that is definitely one aspect of this horror that is positive. <br />So- are you getting chickens? Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-65661783474973522722020-04-08T17:33:43.061-04:002020-04-08T17:33:43.061-04:00I think I'm going to start saying "fear i...I think I'm going to start saying "fear isolating." <br />That would be the truth for me. <br />Dotty and Darla may well be...poule. They are so fetching. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-81645678498810649502020-04-08T17:32:30.140-04:002020-04-08T17:32:30.140-04:00Now see- I did not know that! I'll probably be...Now see- I did not know that! I'll probably be okay. I don't even know how to pronounce "poule". <br />As you may surmise, I do not actually speak French at all. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-26292604340543777742020-04-08T15:47:15.417-04:002020-04-08T15:47:15.417-04:00Excuse me. But I thought you got a gorgeous Moon e...Excuse me. But I thought you got a gorgeous Moon every night! Mind you when Glen was "fishing on the lake" the sounds of nature may have been on a small tape recorder. All part of an elaborate deception. Men! You just can't trust them.<br /><br />P.S. I did not know that you had two acres of land. That's a lot. Almost the size of a Wyoming ranch.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-62240781580980036452020-04-08T12:43:27.976-04:002020-04-08T12:43:27.976-04:00It DOES feel like forever, doesn't it? And I d...It DOES feel like forever, doesn't it? And I don't even have any children involved. Stay strong! We will get through this!<br /><br />What's the name of the audio book? It sounds intriguing. In fact I think I might have read it before, or maybe just something like it.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-73722933617323872002020-04-08T10:36:52.422-04:002020-04-08T10:36:52.422-04:00the moon was gorgeous last night. my neighbor at t...the moon was gorgeous last night. my neighbor at the other end of the street texted me to come look. I had to walk out to the street because it wasn't high enough to see over the trees in my yard. yes, one day at a time. there's a barbeque place down the main road that has a sign 'trust in god's plan' it says in all caps. you mean god's plan to kill us all with covid-19? no thanks.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-56881952187342256792020-04-08T07:41:29.797-04:002020-04-08T07:41:29.797-04:00One foot in front of the other. One day at a time...One foot in front of the other. One day at a time, I saw that on a board at work yesterday morning and it helped. I just had to get through the day. Work thankfully was much better yesterday. I stopped taking my stomach medication, as always it makes my depression much worse, although now I have a cough. A rock and a hard place.<br /><br />It's my grandson's birthday tomorrow, one already. He's such a sweet boy and I'm thankful he came into our lives.<br /><br />Hold on Mary. You got this.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-4634794692169642052020-04-08T01:09:10.601-04:002020-04-08T01:09:10.601-04:00That Liberace is one good looking rooster. I bet h...That Liberace is one good looking rooster. I bet him and all your chickens do keep life interesting. I always love hearing about them and now you have the little ones too. You take good care. (I'm not getting any cleaning done either, or much else for that matter)Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17738727252267659979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-59760353389619843182020-04-07T23:50:28.325-04:002020-04-07T23:50:28.325-04:00Maybe it's a different virus that makes it so ...Maybe it's a different virus that makes it so hard to get thru the chores. I've certainly got it too.<br />The time thing is weird--it feels like forever, and i can't tell one day from the next unless I check my calendar. But each day goes fast.Sally Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17732355543080603989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-19433194997242840542020-04-07T21:57:37.563-04:002020-04-07T21:57:37.563-04:00Wishing you a sweet night and I hope you enjoy tho...Wishing you a sweet night and I hope you enjoy those fish.ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-59141989851586006442020-04-07T21:24:30.081-04:002020-04-07T21:24:30.081-04:00For sixteen days (14 in Florida, then a drive home...For sixteen days (14 in Florida, then a drive home to Illinois, where we have to go another 15)I thought I was handling things just fine. But when I realized our two year old great grandson is 15 minutes away and I can't hug him, I guess I kind of lost it. Of course, not being able to see him isn't what set me off. What set me off was that our ice maker quit. Here I was, a years-long ice chewer, with no ice! I did the adult thing: I threw a fit. I cried and bemoaned the fact that I had no ice. My saint of a husband drove two miles to Dollar General and bought ice and made me a big glass of ice water. I thanked him, with the sobs finally subsiding, and realized that maybe this whole thing HAS taken its toll...Catrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17408495829569772826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-16565804212930116522020-04-07T20:33:26.125-04:002020-04-07T20:33:26.125-04:00I was more than happy to stay at home until I was ...I was more than happy to stay at home until I was told that I had (have) to. Now I am still happy to be home but it chafes a little. And all the other people who are cleaning, and purging and sorting continue to piss me off. I am, like you, well aware of all that I am blessed with...and still it's a struggle sometimes. I ask myself WTF?! a lot. <br />Diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12025420690188537492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7122700096287061462020-04-07T20:23:31.325-04:002020-04-07T20:23:31.325-04:00Liberace and his Ladies made me Smile, the Animal ...Liberace and his Ladies made me Smile, the Animal Kingdom is going about it's business as Usual. I've been enjoying Global Posts that have shown Wildlife reclaiming Territory now that the pesky Humans are in our Cages, it's ironic and Beautiful all at the same time... how quickly Nature recovers when we're out of the way. Princess T still wants Chickens now we have Land we're allowed to have Farm Animals on... especially since Eggs are on ration now. *LOL*Bohemianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-68440642910511287332020-04-07T20:08:07.179-04:002020-04-07T20:08:07.179-04:00March 17. St. Patrick's day. Not so long ago; ...March 17. St. Patrick's day. Not so long ago; staying indoors in Ohio, self isolating.<br />So Miss Dotty and Darla probably are not poule, but any of those with pretty, sexy feathers, well, ladeda....Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-33373859371735425442020-04-07T19:52:00.642-04:002020-04-07T19:52:00.642-04:00The title of your post stopped me. I am always in...The title of your post stopped me. I am always interested when people say they speak French; I wish more people did (I am French originally.) I also liked the pictures of your beautiful rooster and its companion. When we bought the house in Georgia (decades ago) the previous owner’s son had built a chicken coop with chickens in it as a 4H project. We kept the chickens and gave them names. We had so many eggs we provided them to all the people in the neighborhood. I miss them now (the chickens, not the people in the neighborhood.) Chicken in French is “poule” but be careful using this word as a poule is also a slang word for…a lady of the night.Vagabondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10774109692564954568noreply@blogger.com