tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post7859464110616255358..comments2024-03-28T20:40:18.960-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: Red Hats on Memory LaneMisadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-59124084428163096602015-04-06T23:30:06.552-04:002015-04-06T23:30:06.552-04:00I love that story. I'm so glad you shared it. ...I love that story. I'm so glad you shared it. Your neighborhood growing up was a true village looking out for the kids.<br /><br />I was forty before I tried eating orange foods again...didn't eat them from my thirteenth birthday when my dad put his food down about the force feeding until then. Imagine my shock to learn I actually like the taste of them now. I still don't, however, Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-82354760016435464542015-04-06T23:19:54.140-04:002015-04-06T23:19:54.140-04:00You have to download their free software first. It...You have to download their free software first. It's in the software where you'll find a place to put in the dates in your blog that you want to slurp....Jan. 4 through Dec. 30, 2014 for example. It's really not hard once you look around the software. It will give you choices of font, size, color and features for adding pictures, etc....all fun stuff to play around with.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-33480583898357238782015-04-06T21:51:03.328-04:002015-04-06T21:51:03.328-04:00I'm still trying to sort out the alone/with ot...I'm still trying to sort out the alone/with others balance. <br />My mother and I got into a major battle of wills when I was in 1st grade and we both dug in our heels over a glass of breakfast orange juice. I hated the pulpy orange juice, and she insisted that I had to drink it before I could leave the table. The time to leave for school came and went and I was still staring down that glass Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-67623962850113647632015-04-06T21:33:17.908-04:002015-04-06T21:33:17.908-04:00Well, I wish you'd mentor me on how to slurp. ...Well, I wish you'd mentor me on how to slurp. LOL I went to the Blurb.com site, but didn't see how to make my blog appear in book form. :)<br />donnajurenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10799559087972759233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-11413362466419028592015-04-05T12:00:55.436-04:002015-04-05T12:00:55.436-04:00Our mothers were just doing what they were told to...Our mothers were just doing what they were told to do regarding forcing kids eat but it did do a lot of damage. I sure don't miss those days when smoking was allowed in restaurants. I used to have a lot of second-hand smoking related health issues back in those days.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-62051084391532174202015-04-05T11:52:49.620-04:002015-04-05T11:52:49.620-04:00EMT's won't rip off your shirt--they put t...EMT's won't rip off your shirt--they put the heart monitor posts UNDER your shirt. It's the ER people that rip it off, AND your bra, but by then, it's pretty private with only 5 or 6 people watching, LOL. I was forced to eat everything before I could leave the table AND I too hate to linger after I eat. Back in the day when we could smoke in a restaurant after eating, it didn&#Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-31286618633793947202015-04-03T20:06:31.111-04:002015-04-03T20:06:31.111-04:00Oh, great, you've given me something else to w...Oh, great, you've given me something else to worry about. LOL Never thought about the EMTs ripping off my shirt.<br /><br />I'm probably a 75%/25% person and I would most of my socializing is rooted in forcing myself to get out and mingle. It's not natural for me. Glad I'm not alone in that.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-12193005468882805262015-04-03T19:51:19.771-04:002015-04-03T19:51:19.771-04:00I'm doing laundry right now, and I have my shi...I'm doing laundry right now, and I have my shirt on. They should have a t-shirt that says, "If I'm having a heart attack, don't remove my shirt." Thats my fear, that the EMTs will rip my shirt off of me in the driveway, and send all the neighbors for their cameras so they can post it on FB.<br /><br />I used to be an extrovert. I needed to be around people a lot. Now I need Bella Rumhttps://bellarum.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-34703508984875264082015-04-03T16:01:16.193-04:002015-04-03T16:01:16.193-04:00I just realized I've made the slurping sound h...I just realized I've made the slurping sound harder than it is when you slurp one post at a time. It isn't hard, it's just clicking on the post titles that they've compiled in a sidebar on their software. The click generates that post on the book template where you can edit or add photos if you want then go to the next post to slurp. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-67943211687970031382015-04-03T14:43:48.728-04:002015-04-03T14:43:48.728-04:00Fuzzy eyesight is so annoying! I've had to jac...Fuzzy eyesight is so annoying! I've had to jack up the print size on my computer this winter. I can't wait to get into the eye doctor later this month.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-10491314054812735072015-04-03T12:42:30.251-04:002015-04-03T12:42:30.251-04:00i do miss the red hatters but my group dissolved o...i do miss the red hatters but my group dissolved over time and i never really wanted to try another one for some reason. happy to be back but it's still hard to read blogs on the computer, my eyes are a bit fuzzy still.<br /><br />hugs, bee<br />xoxoEmpress Bee (of the high sea)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08300140506585000934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-48503928278401085342015-04-03T11:27:22.269-04:002015-04-03T11:27:22.269-04:00I have used Blurb.com, now, five times to what the...I have used Blurb.com, now, five times to what they call "slurp" blog posts into a hard copy book and they are great quality books at a reasonable price. They are compatible with several blog hosting places including Blogspot. You can order from one to thousands of copies and/or offer them for sale in their on-line bookstore. They don't edit or even read your book so you have to do Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-25158443979464595252015-04-03T11:05:44.651-04:002015-04-03T11:05:44.651-04:00My introverted nature (which doesn't mean recl...My introverted nature (which doesn't mean reclusive, just needing a lot of alone, quiet time to recharge) keeps me from being "on the go" constantly. One of my sons, however, is a classic extrovert in that he can only "recharge" when with people and has a lot going on. People are just different.<br /><br />I'm intrigued about you publishing your blog posts into a donnajurenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10799559087972759233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-88478735620750969032015-04-02T14:05:50.587-04:002015-04-02T14:05:50.587-04:00Living in the present has always been a challenge ...Living in the present has always been a challenge for me. I was good at after my husband had his stroke because I quickly figured out it was the only way to stay sane and not get overwhelmed with the challenges we faced but there is nothing pressuring me now but myself to live in the present, so I've reverted back to type.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-67050170032511980182015-04-02T13:30:37.483-04:002015-04-02T13:30:37.483-04:00I just finished my laundry. No dirty clothes unti...I just finished my laundry. No dirty clothes until shower time. Bugger.<br /><br />We all find our way. We all figure out what's right for us and it keeps changing as time passes. I do love your idea of living in the present.<br /><br />Have a fabulous day. ☺Sandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785788498697004273noreply@blogger.com