tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post7103153448220282547..comments2023-10-20T10:25:41.260-05:00Comments on Beam Me Up Scotty: Happiness is a Strange BirdDebra Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13455047894767524091noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-82397629168739221842007-12-27T19:41:00.000-06:002007-12-27T19:41:00.000-06:00Thanks.I'm glad you have Snuffles to keep the worl...Thanks.<BR/>I'm glad you have Snuffles to keep the world on its proper course.Debra Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13455047894767524091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-40988785683259307972007-12-27T18:32:00.000-06:002007-12-27T18:32:00.000-06:00A wonderful post. Like a Flannery O'Connor short s...A wonderful post. Like a Flannery O'Connor short story or something, but real life. Whatever that means.<BR/><BR/>Time for bed....(With Snuffles lying on the couch licking her hindpaw before settling down to doze again...)Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08271504494780200087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-7090567853224830152007-12-20T10:13:00.000-06:002007-12-20T10:13:00.000-06:00Survival is the first key to success.Survival is the first key to success.Debra Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13455047894767524091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-62079302111083788552007-12-19T15:26:00.000-06:002007-12-19T15:26:00.000-06:00It really is hard to keep picking ourselves up off...It really is hard to keep picking ourselves up off the floor. Last week, we had three potential buyers for our condo. This week, we have none. I got a call around 1:30 from the third and final drop out and it was like a kick in the face. I'm not even sure how to put one foot in front of the other and go on after being kicked in the condo selling face over and over again. But somehow I'll survive, right?Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058386764811033042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-24379652757170144132007-12-18T17:35:00.000-06:002007-12-18T17:35:00.000-06:00Uncle John is 71, Mom is 74 (to my 47 which is kin...Uncle John is 71, Mom is 74 (to my 47 which is kind of cool). The third musketeer is sometimes my Aunt, who is 76 or my Dad who is 81.<BR/><BR/>I got scolded today because I wanted to use the chainsaw (which I paid for half of) but Daddy and the neighbor wanted to chop up some of my downed trees-a man party of sorts. I finally just said they could chop down what they wanted, I'd have the tree company come get the rest and I'd stay out of the manly business of chainsaws. <BR/><BR/>It's a generational (Daddy) and cultural (Sol is from Guatamala) thing...But I'm learning to just things go.Debra Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13455047894767524091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166466078612863791.post-84973978674760092492007-12-18T16:26:00.000-06:002007-12-18T16:26:00.000-06:00you've learnt like me-to pick yourself up and get ...you've learnt like me-to pick yourself up and get on with life, even though you know something's gonna knock you down again. they are so lucky to have you. how old are the three musketeers?soulbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16879115279499153124noreply@blogger.com