tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post6480838345564606769..comments2024-03-28T05:38:04.618-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Trying So Hard To BelieveMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-62290282831827560672018-11-06T16:33:53.718-05:002018-11-06T16:33:53.718-05:00I'm glad you got the phone sorted out. And yes...I'm glad you got the phone sorted out. And yes, let's bring it home! I'm so ready for this election to be over, and I don't even live in the thick of it. I can't imagine how everyone in the states must be feeling. I love the pics of Dearie and her chicks. I particularly like the little blond one in the first picture, peeking over Dearie's shoulder against the wall.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-92176029185395294802018-11-06T14:43:04.426-05:002018-11-06T14:43:04.426-05:00I am reading your lovely post while listening to h...I am reading your lovely post while listening to how people in Georgia are standing in line in many precincts for hours and hours because the voting machines are not working. Can you guess what color skin the majority of the people in line have? This is really disgusting! <br /><br />Know what? I don't know if you are kind of laid back in the winter in your neck of the woods or not. But, if you are, I want you to write a children's book about Dearie and her chicks and their struggle with the wind and storm and critters and, yes, how they will soon move away from their mother. I think your writing skills would make such a story just grand!! Wanta' give it a go?Peace Thymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17361079101751470855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-4024719926137135862018-11-06T09:39:58.436-05:002018-11-06T09:39:58.436-05:00I do so hope we bring it home all over the country...I do so hope we bring it home all over the country but I am studiously avoiding all election shit today. just tell me when it's over. yes, mothers won't kill their children although sometimes they go crazy and do but fortunately that's rare. it's very warm and muggy here too. I won't say hot because I reserve that for mid-80s on up.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-73786880842773395622018-11-06T09:13:14.287-05:002018-11-06T09:13:14.287-05:00Here we are. Election day. My it unfold for the gr...Here we are. Election day. My it unfold for the greater good, by which I mean may the blue wave be a freakin tsunami. One can hope. And also, why is food court bourbon chicken always so yummy. What's up with that? You have such cute grands.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-86186754054048641952018-11-05T22:56:55.596-05:002018-11-05T22:56:55.596-05:00I so hope you are right about the blue wave...I...I so hope you are right about the blue wave...I've never enjoyed going to the mall much but your adventures always sound fun.ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-12015263053645929272018-11-05T21:59:11.175-05:002018-11-05T21:59:11.175-05:00I can't believe how quickly those chicks have ...I can't believe how quickly those chicks have grown and they're on top of her! Poor mama.<br /><br />We take Katie to the mall every other weekend; she loves to people watch.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-32047348596376354342018-11-05T21:48:15.614-05:002018-11-05T21:48:15.614-05:00I'm voting first thing in the morning, and the...I'm voting first thing in the morning, and then I'm going to do my best to not think about the election any more tomorrow. I'm lucky I have lots of other things to distract myself with at the moment. I'm going to try to wait until Wednesday morning to see what happens. Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12512800812290518552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-73806722876038525822018-11-05T20:22:35.249-05:002018-11-05T20:22:35.249-05:00oh how I dislike this zone...hope...fearing the wo...oh how I dislike this zone...hope...fearing the worst...by Thursday we should know something. and either we can roll up our sleeves and begin to mend or we can sink into further despair. Anyway, grand trip to the mall! I enjoyed that! Linda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7803613398963647892018-11-05T20:05:18.578-05:002018-11-05T20:05:18.578-05:00From Andrew Gillums lips to Gods ears, as the sayi...From Andrew Gillums lips to Gods ears, as the saying goes. I feel conflicted about the whole affair. One day i’m sure the democrats will prevail, the next day i’m not so sure. Isn’t that the way?<br />The chickens are growing so big! We can’t have them here in town or i’d Have a few.<br />Your glowing report on the books you read to the grandchildren had me ordering A Fairy Went A-Marketing. It is wonderful! I love the beautiful graphics. My three year old granddaughter will love this! So, thank you!Debbienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-14826843072665726562018-11-05T19:42:10.581-05:002018-11-05T19:42:10.581-05:00those chicks are getting huge so quickly! And...g...those chicks are getting huge so quickly! And...glad your new phone is operational and *sheltered* from harm! I cannot wait to go vote tomorrow morning here in Ca. and am watching your Gov. race closely. May Mr Gillum prevail with a more gentle and kind watch over your state<br />Susan MAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-21442629752794269352018-11-05T19:30:19.159-05:002018-11-05T19:30:19.159-05:00Sweet pictures of Dearie and her chicks. I hate t...Sweet pictures of Dearie and her chicks. I hate the trauma of getting a new phone. My smart phone is 6 years old and I dread having to replace it some day.Wilmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14717012784233946753noreply@blogger.com