tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post5426662481972765462..comments2023-06-24T05:22:49.574-07:00Comments on SBFH: FunnyPsycho Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05633634991906191853noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-51195725006180456132008-10-24T07:36:00.000-07:002008-10-24T07:36:00.000-07:00I've been thinking a lot, too...of you and your ch...I've been thinking a lot, too...of you and your children. Glad you are here and writing.Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11464465779161315273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-45010122371737235712008-10-21T11:37:00.000-07:002008-10-21T11:37:00.000-07:00Sounds like . . . coping.Sounds like . . . coping.Sarahlynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13658866017847046987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-26817498513647661012008-10-13T07:48:00.000-07:002008-10-13T07:48:00.000-07:00I'm glad to hear you're laughing here and there. I...I'm glad to hear you're laughing here and there. I've been thinking about you a lot and hoping you're all getting through this somehow. Sounds like you have help, which is great. *big hugs*B.E.C.K.https://www.blogger.com/profile/17692965288646024168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-60729690671266890062008-10-09T06:43:00.000-07:002008-10-09T06:43:00.000-07:00It is OK. Letting the thinking and the feeling co...It is OK. Letting the thinking and the feeling come at their own pace. There's a reason for it. It helps us be gentle with ourselves. Just like laughing at the not-funny stuff. --Cathy K.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-56516715132242382212008-10-06T15:15:00.000-07:002008-10-06T15:15:00.000-07:00OMG, Belle. Too funny.OMG, Belle. Too funny.Psycho Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05633634991906191853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-78116827576313379762008-10-06T14:28:00.000-07:002008-10-06T14:28:00.000-07:00Nice to hear you laugh again.Nice to hear you laugh again.jo(e)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01488562158252331555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8973096.post-13059981804430582552008-10-06T13:24:00.000-07:002008-10-06T13:24:00.000-07:00Tales of 5 yr old angst:A neighbor was going to ma...Tales of 5 yr old angst:<BR/><BR/>A neighbor was going to make a quick run to the market, and was leaving her 5 yr old with the rest of the family (dad included). This trip was nothing out of the ordinary, but 5 yr old Jane wanted desperately to go. When told no (for about the fifth time) she grabbed a hold of the chain link fence, rattled it in anguish and wept 'I've never gone anywhere in five looong years...!!!'<BR/><BR/>Every adult within hearing broke up laughing. And that child, now in her 40s, still gets teased about five loooonnnng years.Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10849272391043604637noreply@blogger.com