tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123235165783760852.post7390519265824748436..comments2023-10-28T18:27:28.160+11:00Comments on Garden Variety: Gender bendingKrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14346897774489967919noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123235165783760852.post-35844638191433951812008-02-15T18:53:00.000+11:002008-02-15T18:53:00.000+11:00Thoughts for you, for your loss.xxThoughts for you, for your loss.xxmeggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123235165783760852.post-73333086498504491702008-02-15T13:23:00.000+11:002008-02-15T13:23:00.000+11:00Love you lots and thinking of you.xxxLove you lots and thinking of you.<BR/>xxxLost in reverie...https://www.blogger.com/profile/13357030222002480359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123235165783760852.post-75499417536171948342008-02-13T22:40:00.000+11:002008-02-13T22:40:00.000+11:00Oh my.... I really haven't been blogging much late...Oh my.... I really haven't been blogging much lately. I'm am so sorry about your Grammy. As I get older, I appeciate the elders in my life. I wish I wasn't an obnoxious teenager when my Grandmother died. I miss her sponge and her vegie soup. I miss xmas day with her and her long fingernails tapping on the table as she looks for that next puzzle piece. Her screaming at the telly for the Hawks to win and the length her ash would get on her menthol cigerettes in the ashtray when she forgot she had one lit. I can't believe its been 15 years, yet these memories still remain as strong as ever.<BR/> I spend every Tuesday with my Grandad (90 this year), cleaning or gardening for him. Yesterday I left his house with a tear in my eye and a feeling of complete sadness that I had to go back in and hug him. Damn it- tears now!<BR/>I wish I turned the computer off after I posted my blog. If I wasn't sad enough! :)Then I pop over to yours for a visit! <BR/>On a happier note... I'm looking forward to going to Ceres in Brunswick tomorrow. Your Northey St visit sounds like a similar visit. I can't wait for my cup of chai, sunshine and hopefully a happier baby. Sweet dreams xoJodihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15392998706218821035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123235165783760852.post-28050327580073366312008-02-13T09:00:00.000+11:002008-02-13T09:00:00.000+11:00Good to see cake wins out - the resilience of kids...Good to see cake wins out - the resilience of kids!Kezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15915193876879614644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123235165783760852.post-66246840438130709642008-02-12T22:08:00.000+11:002008-02-12T22:08:00.000+11:00Oh Kris...checking in after taking a holiday from ...Oh Kris...checking in after taking a holiday from the internet for a few days...<BR/><BR/>I'm so sorry to hear about your Grammy. I'm sure that you were there when she needed it the most, but I'm sad that in the end you weren't there when you felt you needed to be. I used to think that, given a choice, dying of old age was the way to go, that it would be peaceful, that you would be reconciled to death. But seeing it up close, it's terrible. These wonderful strong women, who have laughed and cried and soldiered on and fought for their families and just endured for ninety odd years, they're not going to let go of life that easily. <BR/><BR/>I hope you're doing OK. <BR/><BR/>Love, as always, and thinking of you xxTamsinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06951140027714757272noreply@blogger.com