tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post2769914138114303919..comments2024-03-28T12:23:59.235-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Eternal Mysteries And Other Stuff, Plus, "Mission To Murder" Would Make A Great Book TitleMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-80215349392187351922016-07-27T13:04:27.661-04:002016-07-27T13:04:27.661-04:00Sigh. I nearly would if I could. The heat and the ...Sigh. I nearly would if I could. The heat and the bugs might kill me, of course. Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-75371916852423254202016-07-27T00:48:52.674-04:002016-07-27T00:48:52.674-04:00Those just strike me as the sweetest words "L...Those just strike me as the sweetest words "Lily and the children", they just grabbed my heart.<br />I remember when Lily didn't have any children. A long time ago, but it doesn't really feel like that.livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091094639074377780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-36464822384294525622016-07-26T16:22:25.020-04:002016-07-26T16:22:25.020-04:00ah, new format. I'm thinking of doing that. ...ah, new format. I'm thinking of doing that. I might be more inclined to reply now and then. it's a harsh world out there in some ways. lots of predators.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-22206560896891679702016-07-26T11:57:07.379-04:002016-07-26T11:57:07.379-04:00Great story! Yes. I think parents gave their kids ...Great story! Yes. I think parents gave their kids more credit for having some sense and ability to take care of themselves in those days. I love the fact that the cat hung out with you all day. That's so funny. Cats worry more about their humans than we give them credit for. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-69320999771629709062016-07-26T11:55:54.013-04:002016-07-26T11:55:54.013-04:00I need to look up recipes for sweet potato leaves....I need to look up recipes for sweet potato leaves. There's so much in this world I do not know. <br />We used to live next door to the biggest yellow lab I've ever seen. He loved to dig and would sometimes help us when we were trying to create a drain field. That dog could damn well dig. <br />And why am I totally not surprised that you ran away as a child? Hmmmm....Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-74729221352428694732016-07-25T22:47:19.205-04:002016-07-25T22:47:19.205-04:00I ran away from home one day when I was eight year...I ran away from home one day when I was eight years old. Being the youngest, I decided my large pack of elder siblings were bossing me around far too much. So I packed a lunch and hit the road. The family cat followed me into the woods where we hung out together for the whole day. Me and the cat turned up around dinner time. Mom looked at me and said "Oh good, dinner is ready. Go wash your hands" No one went looking for me, no one really missed me. Those were the days. No cops called. No panic. An assumption that I would turn up eventually. It was such a different world back then. Learned a good hard lesson on that one too. I was loved, glad you're back, but don't push your luck. X Camillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03207157607610365426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-35917330689055453152016-07-25T20:37:16.568-04:002016-07-25T20:37:16.568-04:00You know way more about gardening than I do, but I...You know way more about gardening than I do, but I grew sweet potatoes last year and they thrived. First, do you know to eat the leaves? THEY ARE THE BEST. It's the national dish of Liberia and I dream of how people make it there. Yum. <br /><br />Second, my very own Ziggy Stardust is happy to lend you a paw with digging them up when they're ready. Shortly after I got her, she dug them up all on her own. When I disregarded her wisdom and waited until I was less busy, they had rotted. <br /><br />I don't think that you have to wait until a frost, because that could be years down this way, but October would have been good for me. <br /><br />Also, running away is the best. I was about four and got on a trike and apparently made it pretty far. I guess I've just been peddling on that tricycle ever since ... NOLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572754078356812922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31907717377418097032016-07-25T19:42:26.568-04:002016-07-25T19:42:26.568-04:00Ashley- Your mama was smart. Ashley- Your mama was smart. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-22678003289936664622016-07-25T19:41:55.445-04:002016-07-25T19:41:55.445-04:00Uh, I put cortisone cream on the boob rash and let...Uh, I put cortisone cream on the boob rash and let the bug bite die on its own. I'm sorry. <br />It would be worth it to fly from Ireland to Florida just to kiss Magnolia and squish her up. Especially if you threw in a trip to the river. <br />Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-57020909313817113652016-07-25T19:39:48.872-04:002016-07-25T19:39:48.872-04:00I tried to run away when I was little, and my mom ...I tried to run away when I was little, and my mom packed me a sandwich and underwear in my suitcase (bc of course I was wearing my wedding dress, made by grandma). Good times! Ashleynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-49072552213877482552016-07-25T19:38:23.736-04:002016-07-25T19:38:23.736-04:00Oh... I love your Native Planet theory. Huh.
Wou...Oh... I love your Native Planet theory. Huh. <br /><br />Would you try some Bragg's Cider Vinegar on the rash and the bugbite? It's my go-to cure-all; sore throats, bug bites, veruccas, heat rash... <br /><br />I wish I had some disposable income - I would hop on a plane just to smoosh that baby's sweet cheeks. Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31685480818868227842016-07-25T19:38:11.690-04:002016-07-25T19:38:11.690-04:00Yep. He didn't get very far. Strawberry Quik! ...Yep. He didn't get very far. Strawberry Quik! Oh god! I remember that nasty shit. Do they still make it? <br />Magnolia is a kiss goddess. A baby kiss goddess. I swear. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-47759792463308016952016-07-25T19:31:02.415-04:002016-07-25T19:31:02.415-04:00He ran away? I love it! Every kid needs to run awa...He ran away? I love it! Every kid needs to run away at least once and "then they'll be sorry". I ran away when I was 6 and I got as far as the front of the house. My brother came out and said that mom was making strawberry Quik. Ah, but the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. It is one of my favourite memories of my mom. <br /><br />And look at Magnolia! I wish I could squish her myself. Look at those elbows and wrists. Very kissable. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.com