Comments on: Wireless Ghost

By: Lynne

Lynne — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 04:27:29 +0000

Tracy,
I’m glad you like the title—you are such an integral part of this wonderful blog community!!!!

Mary Lynn,
I’m so sorry—I hope things get better for you very, very soon.

By: Tracy Edwards

Tracy Edwards — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 14:53:14 +0000

Lynne, sorry you can’t do it this year, but of course you may live vicariously through our pics! Whatever doesn’t get posted on the blog will of course be posted on my flickr and facebook pages! lololol
So can I put BSSE after my name on all my correspondence now? lololol Love the title.

By: Lynne

Lynne — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 14:12:28 +0000

Ann,
Puppy pics?

Tracy (AKA blog social secretaire extrarordinaire!), Not this year for me, I’m sad to say, but may I experience it vicariously through your pics and a post?
All the best to you ALL,
Lynne

By: Tracy Edwards

Tracy Edwards — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 13:43:26 +0000

Great Aislinn and Barbara! What about the dates? Are you flexible on the dates? Are any of them no good?
Let’s get this rolling and have some fun!
Aislinn, you don’t have any idea how much fun you’re in for! lololol It’ll be great to meet you. Barbara and I are like old friends now, we’re actually the ‘Lucy and Ethel’. hehehe

By: Sandy

Sandy — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 11:32:19 +0000

Re: paragraph on forgiveness, I think it was posted around the time Ann and her sister went to Florida to see their dad in a dinner theater. This is the part posted on my fridge, it seems to say what I was feeling but couldn’t verbalize. When I read it, I was thinking ‘Yes, yes, that’s what it is!’
If for anything, let it be the quiet peace that you will find by letting go of the “old recordings that play over and over again” to no avail. Forgiveness unlocks the strongholds on one’s soul and psyche, those that we sometimes are unaware of until we truly forgive ourselves and those who have hurt us. It is a continuing process as we grow up and raise our own families. I can only assume that our parents did the best they could in their minds, regardless of how we see them.
The time to begin, is always now…….
Our reaching across the table to forgive, also becomes a life lesson that our children see as well. It starts one step at a time. One brick taken away from the wall, sometimes to be put back quickly, and then down again. Little by little – we take a breath of life as we let go of the junk and baggage that hold us captime. Little be little we become whole…….

By: Barbara

Barbara — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 10:12:56 +0000

Oh Ann, I love how you say “might have to get a puppy” as though you might not get a puppy!!! We all know that the cute, tiny , little runt is coming home with you–the question isn’t if he will, but when…. our first dog was the runt of the litter, and she remained the sweetest, kindest, most gentle dog the entire 16 years of her life. So, just get his bed ready–the runt has a home ! Barbara

PS–Tracy–I’m in-let me know the date !!

By: Aislinn

Aislinn — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 09:53:31 +0000

Thank you for pointing that out, Catherine. Sorry, Carolyn. ‘Next time I’ll preview my post before posting.

By: Catherine

Catherine — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 04:04:03 +0000

Oh Ann, but who will take the mother?

By: Catherine

Catherine — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 04:02:10 +0000

Aislinn,

Just want to make sure the proper brother is getting the props he deserves. It is Carolyn’s brother. (Catherine/Carolyn, Tomato/Tomahto).

Catherine

By: Mary Lynn

Mary Lynn — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 02:32:32 +0000

I’ve never seen “Rescue Me,” but sometimes I fixate on the WTC jumpers. People who went to work in the morning like any other morning, and an hour or so later were plunging to their deaths. It was such a huge and horrible event. I lost my job after 9/11. My boss who drove a huge SUV with an American Flag sticker on the back assured us no one would lose their job, but that we would have to tighten our belts, and watch our expenses. Two days later we were escorted out of the building. “We” being the ones who were trying to unionize. Lying SOB. At least we didn’t have to jump out of the building, right? We actually got to gather our things and carry them out, although we were prevented from even saying goodbye to those who remained. My life went on, and for a few years there things weren’t so bad. Now, the recession has caused me to lose my job again. Well, I haven’t really lost my job, my boss actually likes me — he would be happy to have me show up and work everyday — it is just that he can’t PAY me. I just found out today, my paycheck will bounce. In better times, I may have been able to weather this storm, but I am broke, I am in debt, and very soon (after I sell all my stuff) I will very likely be homeless. This is how it happens, folks. Luckily, I don’t have any pets to abandon, so you don’t have to worry about any cute furry creatures losing their home. Just me. Maybe I will start a blog “How I Survived the Recession” — that’s hopeful, right?