tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post2102616270897861330..comments2023-11-05T00:54:55.976-07:00Comments on Cranberry Corner: CozyJennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16015165553390298826noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-52983942619327774982008-11-16T21:06:00.000-08:002008-11-16T21:06:00.000-08:00Sounds like a fabulous day!Sounds like a fabulous day!Danyelle Fergusonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00006907198681924095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-9206594377668607232008-11-12T10:27:00.000-08:002008-11-12T10:27:00.000-08:00I agree with Annette I never have understood the d...I agree with Annette I never have understood the desire to run in a race. <BR/><BR/>Sounds like such a precious day.<BR/><BR/>It was so much fun at youth conference this year to teach our girls and boys for that matter how to dance and to watch the newly turned 14yr olds dance with boys for the first time. Precious moments! I hope she had a great time at her first dance! <BR/><BR/>Did you check out my giveaway? Love you!Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02202089350805825190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-89258075435972780432008-11-10T19:46:00.000-08:002008-11-10T19:46:00.000-08:00That's my girl! I do make believe fall and winter...That's my girl! I do make believe fall and winter, too.<BR/><BR/>Cozy=good<BR/><BR/>Dances=stressYogaNanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03578904073378923196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-88412741441660586842008-11-10T16:10:00.000-08:002008-11-10T16:10:00.000-08:00Okay, I am totally for a game that doesn't make me...Okay, I am totally for a game that doesn't make me look at the clock! I will have to check out Buggo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-76403630543244494532008-11-10T13:43:00.000-08:002008-11-10T13:43:00.000-08:00Thanks for being the mom that you are.Thanks for being the mom that you are.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-59218456581728828892008-11-10T09:22:00.000-08:002008-11-10T09:22:00.000-08:00Sounds so idyllic. And I want to be a better mom ...Sounds so idyllic. And I want to be a better mom after reading this.Kimberly Vanderhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653757517652257445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-16221071763188266042008-11-10T01:58:00.000-08:002008-11-10T01:58:00.000-08:00I gave you an award.http://tristipinkston.blogspot...I gave you an award.<BR/><BR/>http://tristipinkston.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates-from-world-of-tristi.htmlTristi Pinkstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12122250747480013804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-26381726074231555912008-11-09T22:54:00.000-08:002008-11-09T22:54:00.000-08:00You did have a great day -- thanks for sharing it!...You did have a great day -- thanks for sharing it!<BR/><BR/>And I loved the Little House books too. :)Tristi Pinkstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12122250747480013804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-13193951972395751912008-11-09T16:42:00.000-08:002008-11-09T16:42:00.000-08:00Oh, this post makes me miss you so very much.Oh, this post makes me miss you so very much.Luisa Perkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15310698422276446909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-31529910180100927152008-11-09T12:10:00.000-08:002008-11-09T12:10:00.000-08:00In the 8th grade, I made the fatal mistake in clas...In the 8th grade, I made the fatal mistake in class of publicly referring to Lydia D'Erminio's very visible armpit hair. That set off a display of emotion from her and from the teacher and from others that I never anticipated and can never forget. In an attempt at reconciliation, I asked her to dance with me at the next school dance, and she coldly refused. I was crushed. I removed myself to the boys' room and wept like a baby. A teacher, Glenn Edwards, tried to console me, but it was impossible. I bear the scars of that psychic trauma even today. I'm sure I deserved everything I suffered then and everything I suffer today in consequence, but I am a common male, and there is no cure for that. Now you know why I am the way I am. The truth is revealed at last. I love you.<BR/>Love,<BR/>The Ancient of WeeksSaint Holidayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01531081133769195666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-62896350313535926932008-11-08T22:09:00.000-08:002008-11-08T22:09:00.000-08:00At the first dance I ever went to, I said "no" to ...At the first dance I ever went to, I said "no" to a boy. I shouldn't have--it was kind of mean, in retrospect! Out of curiosity, though, why shouldn't she do the asking? I have both asked and been asked :)Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08622618104014187972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-5545780421285268752008-11-08T21:15:00.000-08:002008-11-08T21:15:00.000-08:00I love days like that, when you get to love and he...I love days like that, when you get to love and help and be a part of so many things and watch your kids do the same. And thanks for the Buggo tip. My kids love games, but most of them make my eyes twitch. We got my daughter Trouble for her birthday and so far that's been a pretty good one, but I'd love to get her another one for Christmas. She loves that she's finally old enough to play games with the big kids--but I still have that twitchy eye problem.Josihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10615874450489497826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-35890537129741992242008-11-08T21:14:00.000-08:002008-11-08T21:14:00.000-08:00I feel ya on the fall thing. I've been pretending ...I feel ya on the fall thing. I've been pretending it's cold and chilly and fall-ish here for a few weeks now. This morning I even made apple cinnamon pancakes (with hand placed sliced apples! hahah I'm so nerdy) for breakfast. My bones know it's fall even if the weather isn't quite sure.<BR/><BR/>I remember when I lived with you..that stake dance I went to..I remember telling a guy no ONLY because I wanted Jacob to ask me oh so badly (which he did later..probably out of pity) because I'd requested that "My Heart Will Go On" song (hey..Titanic just came out) just so I could maybe dance with him and he ended up dancing with someone else and I was all 'womp womp wommppp' I still feel bad about saying no to that guy though and I super wish I hadn't. It takes a lot of courage for a young fella to ask a girl to dance and saying no just crushes them! Awww..if only I had a time machine..Abbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13772859120482774595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1972912984919271871.post-31969604675059816272008-11-08T18:47:00.000-08:002008-11-08T18:47:00.000-08:00Sounds like a great day--although I'll never under...Sounds like a great day--although I'll never understand the desire to run a race of any length.<BR/><BR/>And you just made me realize that in a year, it'll be my son doing the asking at church dances. I hope no girls turn him down.Annette Lyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12493583432919249814noreply@blogger.com