tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post5636244420261280678..comments2024-03-28T09:51:50.148-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: A Touch Of The CrazyMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-82383697961360178872020-01-06T09:07:29.274-05:002020-01-06T09:07:29.274-05:00Oh I don't worry about the break-up. I wanted ...Oh I don't worry about the break-up. I wanted a divorce for years but he wouldn't give it to me. Marrying him was the biggest mistake of my life so I'm glad he ran off. You live and learn I suppose!Treadershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08613671137557939083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-34205525925281706222020-01-05T11:24:55.950-05:002020-01-05T11:24:55.950-05:00I'm sorry about the chickens. That's such ...I'm sorry about the chickens. That's such a bummer. At least you solved the problem and have, indeed, protected them.<br /><br />I'm so glad you're keeping the Dog Island place. That really IS a special thing to own. I can't wait to see how you improve it.<br /><br />Love the camellia! I too often wonder how the next tenant of the place where we live will react to everything we've planted in the garden. (What we don't take with us when we move, anyway!)Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-1169886017819848072020-01-05T10:54:00.632-05:002020-01-05T10:54:00.632-05:00This fucking president (and I will not ask for par...This fucking president (and I will not ask for pardon for my language) has caused more mental challenges for so many of us than we ever could have imagined. Yet one more way he's hurt our country. And the world, probably. Keep breathing, sweet lady. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-19845448145437352712020-01-05T10:52:03.400-05:002020-01-05T10:52:03.400-05:00Yep. Dog Island is just a skip and a jump away fro...Yep. Dog Island is just a skip and a jump away from St. George where I have also spent many, many hours. I used to rent a tiny cement block apartment there in the summer a long time ago. We had so much fun! And I'm sure we got sunburned more than once. I like thinking that you've been to St. George. Dog Island is very different from St. George in that there's nothing on Dog Island except some houses. No commercial buildings AT ALL. A few rutty, sandy roads. It's always an adventure. And yes, it is quite vulnerable to not only hurricanes but also the rising tides. We have lost yards of beachfront. Or, well, bayfront. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-66982703464963847242020-01-05T10:48:53.166-05:002020-01-05T10:48:53.166-05:00Well, this...entity? isn't mean just mischievo...Well, this...entity? isn't mean just mischievous although once, somehow, a toaster oven got turned on by itself and melted a few things on top of it. That could have been dangerous. Mostly it just throws books around. And stuff like that. Turns lights on and off. But rarely. Still, quite obvious. <br />I know you know that you're better off without that husband but still- the breakup of a family sucks and is hard. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-70220449889922369132020-01-05T10:45:42.554-05:002020-01-05T10:45:42.554-05:00Mr. Moon pretty much rebuilt part of the coop. It ...Mr. Moon pretty much rebuilt part of the coop. It should be secure for now!<br />I wish everyone could have camellias in winter. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-6609402162927331022020-01-05T10:15:06.149-05:002020-01-05T10:15:06.149-05:00Your Dog Island place is a treasure. Your family ...Your Dog Island place is a treasure. Your family knows that and appreciates it, so you know investing in it is wise. What a wonderful gift to yourselves and future generations. As far as anxiety and blues, I can tell you I've been on the verge of as intense of an anxiety episode as I ever get since it became clear the jackass in chief has his evil heart set on starting a war. It is taking all of my energy to not get pulled under.Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06671446238805535547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-53606848825405046972020-01-05T10:13:53.328-05:002020-01-05T10:13:53.328-05:00Yes. A poltergeist. It never shows itself to Mr. M...Yes. A poltergeist. It never shows itself to Mr. Moon but the kids and I have definitely seen it at work. And I say that as someone who is really NOT a believer in such things. Still...some things are just unexplainable. <br />I'd love to see a picture of your starter! It's sturdy, that stuff. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-27680456909051183712020-01-05T10:12:46.270-05:002020-01-05T10:12:46.270-05:00I am sure I got that vase at some thrift store. It...I am sure I got that vase at some thrift store. It's sweet, isn't it? That cloth underneath it is Mexican- good eye! But it's one of the cloths I buy in the grocery stores in Mexico that I believe are actually sold as mop cloths. They are thick cotton, and nubby. Almost indestructible. Machine woven, I'm sure. I use them as hand towels and also to drain things on. I have some that are probably decades old but I always buy more when I visit. <br />We shall see what happens with Dog Island. If worse comes to worst, we will be able to put it on the market for a much better price if it's fixed up. But I'd really love to use it. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-8323060812890233402020-01-05T10:06:17.576-05:002020-01-05T10:06:17.576-05:00Yes!Yes!Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-1225338829151743422020-01-05T10:06:06.963-05:002020-01-05T10:06:06.963-05:00Oh, how I hope I'm still around when my grands...Oh, how I hope I'm still around when my grands are teens and that they'll still want to talk! <br />Dog Island would be SO worth it. I know that. And if it's easier to stay there that will make it that much more worth it. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-80533373328586875612020-01-05T10:05:16.239-05:002020-01-05T10:05:16.239-05:00It's just so sweet to know that these little p...It's just so sweet to know that these little people are thinking of us and want to hear our voices, tell us things. I love it. <br />And yeah- even raccoons have to eat. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-13781907278383572862020-01-05T06:51:04.703-05:002020-01-05T06:51:04.703-05:00When we were in Florida at Easter 2002, we visited...When we were in Florida at Easter 2002, we visited St George's Island. And now looking at the map of Panhandle islands I can see that we were very close to Dog Island. Ian and I got sunburnt that day even though we were still in the month of March. I guess that Dog Island is very vulnerable when hurricanes sweep through. Good job that Glen has now made it his mission to get the old house fixed up.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-41016709623797269392020-01-05T05:52:52.778-05:002020-01-05T05:52:52.778-05:00Oh gosh, I'm going to have to learn all about ...Oh gosh, I'm going to have to learn all about Dog Island now. After my divorce my ex rented a beautiful 3-bedroom farmhouse up in the mountains about 30 minutes from here. When he fell in "twu wuv" (again) he buggered off with 5 days notice and left me and the kids to empty the bloody thing, which I did over a period of the 2 months he had to continue to pay the rent. He said he thought that place was haunted, but by a friendly ghost. And I don't know, but each weekend as I went over to that place I got more and more spooked when I went upstairs. I could be imagining it but that place just gave me the shivers! Gonna go and read up about Dog Island now!Treadershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08613671137557939083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-67144955547349234742020-01-04T23:15:04.395-05:002020-01-04T23:15:04.395-05:00Rotten raccoon! I hope the repairs that were made...Rotten raccoon! I hope the repairs that were made will keep the bloody thing out of the coop. <br /><br />The camellia is beautiful! It's a bright spot in my cold and gray world.Maebemehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09706540456819503068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-86599349647127076962020-01-04T22:01:38.276-05:002020-01-04T22:01:38.276-05:00The flower is lovely. The hen's death, sad. I...The flower is lovely. The hen's death, sad. I'm sorry.<br /><br />Fixing up the house on dog island sounds like a beautiful place to get away to. Except, a poltergeist? <br /><br />I have a loaf of sourdough on the go. I took a picture of the starter to show you that it had recovered but forgot to send it to you.<br /><br />My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89394285429750263112020-01-04T21:27:26.089-05:002020-01-04T21:27:26.089-05:00I like the camellia, and the vase it's in. My ...I like the camellia, and the vase it's in. My mother had a blue one of the vases. I cannot remember what she called it. The scarf the vase is on is interesting, too. Is it a scrap from one of those Mexican ponchos? It's woven in the same twill. The colors certainly complement the flower.<br />As you may recall, I spent a year reading all your old blogs, before I could figure out how they even originated, and sequenced, and all that. How I loved Dog Island, excepting that awful trip you made and were rescued. It will be lovely to bring it up to snuff, so to speak.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-47555516159870371822020-01-04T20:47:48.506-05:002020-01-04T20:47:48.506-05:00PS: I love that flower and I think you and Steve R...PS: I love that flower and I think you and Steve Reed should plan a photo in your fish shirts!ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-63770936545122700972020-01-04T20:44:24.287-05:002020-01-04T20:44:24.287-05:00Sorry about your hen. I think it is wonderful that...Sorry about your hen. I think it is wonderful that August called you and wants to talk. If he wants to do that as a teenager, you'll be doubly lucky. I think your Dog island project will be well worth the work in the end. Sweet dreams!ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-25282494066950898692020-01-04T19:57:32.697-05:002020-01-04T19:57:32.697-05:00so sorry you lost another hen but that is the way ...so sorry you lost another hen but that is the way of nature. everything has to eat and what we eat is each other. I'm glad you are going to fix up the little house on Dog Island. and I remember when my grandson learned my phone number and how to use the phone and he would wake up before his parents and would call me in the mornings.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.com