tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post1318294099759022613..comments2024-03-28T08:55:00.522-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: Christmas Week on Widowhood LaneMisadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-76473470829354664672015-12-26T12:57:19.504-05:002015-12-26T12:57:19.504-05:00You found the perfect situation for your dollhouse...You found the perfect situation for your dollhouse. You can still visit it from time to time and know it's still in the family building new memories. With any luck it will stay in your family for years to come.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-6721410289072948892015-12-26T11:45:11.560-05:002015-12-26T11:45:11.560-05:00My Mother made my doll house for my 4th Christmas-...My Mother made my doll house for my 4th Christmas--during WW11. I recently gave it to my sister, as she has two grand girls that love to play with it. I must admit--I miss it sitting in the corner of my bedroom where I saw it every morning when I woke up. BUT--it is time for me to grow up. :-)Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-49713058402486694132015-12-25T20:07:06.711-05:002015-12-25T20:07:06.711-05:00Right! You totally understand the quote. Right! You totally understand the quote. GowitheFlohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01842273685414939160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-64138257384173021792015-12-24T11:23:30.374-05:002015-12-24T11:23:30.374-05:00Thanks, now I'll spend the rest of the day try...Thanks, now I'll spend the rest of the day trying to figure out what that quote means. LOL I think it means that although we may not have caused a problem for ourselves that we're responsible to solve it for ourselves. Right???<br /><br />Merry Christmas back at you! And to everyone who comes here to read today and tomorrow. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-17472790323077741872015-12-24T11:10:04.177-05:002015-12-24T11:10:04.177-05:00What would we do without confidantes to reach thro...What would we do without confidantes to reach through the computer screen to vent to and hug? I've got a case of the lonelies, too.<br /><br />I love Willima Blake's quote. I consider it my Christmas gift from you. Here's a quote I find heartening: My name isn't on the problem, but my name is on the solution.<br /><br />Merry Christmas, Jean : -) GowitheFlohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01842273685414939160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-1249026814856087762015-12-23T23:08:41.429-05:002015-12-23T23:08:41.429-05:00It is fun and interesting to eavesdrop on conversa...It is fun and interesting to eavesdrop on conversations when we're in public. I do it all the time. Thinking of it an anthropology research is a cool way to characterize it. I had not heard of the book you mentioned by it sounds intriguing.<br /><br />Snowshoeing is something I wish I'd tried when I was younger. I loved cross country skiing the few times I tried it and I actually own a Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-76833942267500947462015-12-23T22:40:04.624-05:002015-12-23T22:40:04.624-05:00I, too, am walking around talking to myself. I am...I, too, am walking around talking to myself. I am alone for a while ( my husband likes to spend a lot more time in England than I do). I went out this morning to get a few things that I needed so that I can avoid the shops for the next few days and I feel a bit like an anthropologist listening to conversations: (Daddy please can I get this....You'll have to wait and see what Santa brings).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-85538179633136801682015-12-23T12:27:18.766-05:002015-12-23T12:27:18.766-05:00Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. My hu...Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. My husband could fix just about anything but he couldn't write a letter to save his soul or cook even the simplest things. Have a good Christmas, Sandee!Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-64480199379550635222015-12-23T11:52:28.491-05:002015-12-23T11:52:28.491-05:00Hubby and I have these issues now. We need help w...Hubby and I have these issues now. We need help with so many things around the house. Hubby is not the typical handyman, in fact it's much better if he hires someone to fix what went wrong. If he tries to fix things then it costs twice as much to fix the original fix and his mess. Bless his heart, but he's so good at so many other things.<br /><br />Have a fabulous day. ☺Sandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785788498697004273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-39150453964041102852015-12-22T19:26:52.881-05:002015-12-22T19:26:52.881-05:00You bet those widows were appreciative! I'll b...You bet those widows were appreciative! I'll bet H's stepfather got a lot of good meals out of the deal, too. My husband used to help elderly ladies with stuff as well. Some guys just see the need more than others and more importantly, have the skills and time to do it.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-92082210771970263932015-12-22T18:53:54.556-05:002015-12-22T18:53:54.556-05:00I would need help. I'm not helpless, but my sk...I would need help. I'm not helpless, but my skills and abilities do have limitations. I guess that's true for everyone. It sounds like a sleeper chair would be perfect in your art studio. My husband just reminded me that his stepfather became a rent-a-husband of sorts after his mother died... except he did it for free. He lived in a rural area. He went around the county, and took all of Bella Rumhttp://bellarum.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-707167457184751642015-12-22T18:30:00.925-05:002015-12-22T18:30:00.925-05:00At least I have a techie person handyman who could...At least I have a techie person handyman who could do your TV set up in a snap. However, he charges $100 an hour so I do try my best first to fix and set up stuff. He's a piece of eye candy so there's that to make it less painful when I have to call. LOL<br /><br />You gave me a link to that chair and it really looks like quality that will hold up. You actually use it often for sleeping Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-51260603268807281012015-12-22T18:04:55.764-05:002015-12-22T18:04:55.764-05:00The pressure is on, but I thought you were the one...The pressure is on, but I thought you were the one inspiring me to get moving on my spare room project. LOL<br /><br />I do not trust myself on anything higher than a one foot off the ground. I got rid of my six foot ladder so I won't be tempted. I have a one foot step like the kind they have in doctor's offices to get up on their tables. All the light bulbs in my entire house can be Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-54635199891244079182015-12-22T17:55:34.455-05:002015-12-22T17:55:34.455-05:00Oh, I feel your pain about needing a handy person!...Oh, I feel your pain about needing a handy person! My hands still hurt from screwing in 8 three inch screws with an allen wrench.<br /><br />I, too, am keeping an eye on myself so I don't become a mean old hoarder.<br /><br />The sleeper chair I have in Portland must weigh 300 lbs! I can barely scoot it. Thankfully I have a 33 year old un-son-in-law. My days of rearranging furniture is The Awkward Widowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03729456066739275695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-75544219164305187182015-12-22T17:51:47.696-05:002015-12-22T17:51:47.696-05:00I find those small jobs I can't do alone the b...I find those small jobs I can't do alone the biggest dilemma of living alone. I used to think that I could always figure out a way to do it by myself -- but now that I've reached the age where they ask you at every doctor's appointment whether you have fallen in the past year, I am being a little more cautious. One of the advantages of having construction guys here all the time last Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com