tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331362002254991332.post1395000712954088811..comments2009-09-10T19:57:42.791-05:00Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13013817294475798371ripleygold@gmail.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331362002254991332.post-19723374123674484642009-09-10T19:57:42.791-05:002009-09-10T19:57:42.791-05:00Plus, PS other regular readers and commenters.... clicky on the picture with Linda&#39;s comment. That&#39;s my big sister. Always the pretty one in the family.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13013817294475798371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331362002254991332.post-87144544324943103772009-09-09T20:05:08.632-05:002009-09-09T20:05:08.632-05:00The part of shut I&#39;m trying to think reminds me of the song by Ray Stevesn, &quot;Shut up I&#39;m trying to sing!&quot; LOL. at that. My mom and dad said I could be happy watching the grass grow! Ya, because I&#39;m THINKING about what makes that grass grow and watching all the little ants and bugs going in and out of that grass and what makes them tick and and what they could possibly be thinking...lol, while reading a book, sipping on some tea, and playing on the laptop...aaaahhhh life is good. NOW only if my head would stop this hurting!terresaslushhttp://openid.aol.com/terresaslushnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331362002254991332.post-43192857781855798632009-09-08T14:30:08.004-05:002009-09-08T14:30:08.004-05:00I was caught off guard for the ending - I am laughing out loud!<br /><br />Thankfully my husband and I are of the same camp - the can sit quiet type - don&#39;t need the mindless chatter...actually - you and Tom are right here in my very living room! (Well we could be if it weren&#39;t working hours...but then if it were home hours the hubby would be twittering away outside...&quot;doing something&quot;)<br />That Alzheimer&#39;s thing - ditto - scares the sanity right outta me. That is one of the three things I worry about. Every. Day. So. Sad. I am on the wait list for &quot;Still Alice&quot; or &quot;Ask Alice&quot;...something with Alice in the title. <br /><br />P.S. &quot;Mothers!&quot; Sheesh!merelymehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03870677284331776841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331362002254991332.post-19976795388794306822009-09-08T07:31:27.464-05:002009-09-08T07:31:27.464-05:00I shall choose to see that as a compliment. Also, I remember Dad saying he used to lie on the moss bed out at camp, and just think and think until he was so mixed up he couldn&#39;t think anymore. I thought that was profound and awesome.Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13013817294475798371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331362002254991332.post-51268931026566661502009-09-08T07:26:06.305-05:002009-09-08T07:26:06.305-05:00You are exactly like Dad and me.Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11403398259299214867noreply@blogger.com