tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post2905587379480910538..comments2024-03-29T08:54:05.713-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: Widow Marching Through MarchMisadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-48775848876944172022016-03-17T22:53:18.581-04:002016-03-17T22:53:18.581-04:00Fifteen minutes! It takes me five just to walk acr...Fifteen minutes! It takes me five just to walk across the parking lot. LOL No kidding, it's a huge store and I'm a label reader, like to see what's new on the market. I love the international aisle where try to buy something something new from time to time. Last time I was there a local assisted living place had brought over a dozen people in wheelchairs. That happens often. And Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-42788520557695039422016-03-17T22:11:32.248-04:002016-03-17T22:11:32.248-04:00I know what you mean about "marching through ...I know what you mean about "marching through March;" even though I have a March birthday, by this point I just want to get through the month and get to spring! I laughed at your description of grocery shopping as the highlight of your life, because my approach to the supermarket is the opposite -- my goal is to get in and out of there with my weekly shopping done in no more than 15 Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-64469339304911096072016-03-16T17:28:34.592-04:002016-03-16T17:28:34.592-04:00When I was a kid we didn't have a dryer and wo...When I was a kid we didn't have a dryer and would have to hang clothes out in the winter. It really is amazing that it dried at all but I think women picked windy or sunny days for laundry. Would not like to go back to that.<br /><br />I would love hearing horses trot by twice a day. It's fascinating that they can hold on to their culture in this century. They lose some to "The Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-88794796021911693742016-03-16T16:27:42.502-04:002016-03-16T16:27:42.502-04:00We have a large population of Amish people living ...We have a large population of Amish people living among us in the North Country of NY. A couple of Amish guys commute past my house so 8 am every morning I hear the horses and buggy trotting past my window and every evening they return. I marvel that they ride in open buggies even when it is 10 and 20 degrees below zero. They usually have a blanket and if it is really windy, they keep an open Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-60379847070040823802016-03-16T16:20:18.552-04:002016-03-16T16:20:18.552-04:00Your second paragraph would be funny except that I...Your second paragraph would be funny except that I know you mean it. LOL I'm not one of those people who has to hold and cuddle every baby I see but I love seeing babies interact with their mothers and grandmothers. (My two nieces and niece-in-law.)<br /><br />I want a refrigerator magnet saying something about the minutia of my life!<br />Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-10470530942009427792016-03-16T16:11:22.110-04:002016-03-16T16:11:22.110-04:00My brother and you would probably get along very w...My brother and you would probably get along very well. He also golfs so he'd get you back out on the course. His lady friend is very nice, though, so as long as one or both of them can still drive back and forth between their houses I don't see them breaking up. LOL Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-9070745709353310802016-03-16T14:46:16.361-04:002016-03-16T14:46:16.361-04:00I want to date your brother! I would help him pai...I want to date your brother! I would help him paint the walls chalk white because I love that color for a backdrop. I would never suggest or let him take down the shelves he made with his Dad! Those need to stay up because of the memories they evoke when he looks at them. If I was his girlfriend I would have gone nutzy-cuckoo and probably shed a few tears when you gave him the picture your Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-42143503295530822402016-03-16T13:04:34.081-04:002016-03-16T13:04:34.081-04:00I love hearing about the minutia of your life. Th...I love hearing about the minutia of your life. Through your quirky filter LOL. But I relate to feeling: How can a post without a theme be interesting? <br /><br />Yikes. Being surrounded by five babies and the women in my family would make me run toward the closest FWPP. >>shudder<< Viva la difference!GowitheFlohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01842273685414939160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-61714126054196516262016-03-16T09:34:40.530-04:002016-03-16T09:34:40.530-04:00I would buy the Trump wine as a joke too. I know s...I would buy the Trump wine as a joke too. I know several Democrats who would get a lot of millage out of that. But I'll bet it's over-priced.<br /><br />Your fantasy is more adventurous than mine. I bet you'd like the Christmas tour that have around here of homes of wealthy people. They do it to raise money for charity. When I was in the floral industry I used to decorate homes for Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-23557874102927284692016-03-16T09:25:39.060-04:002016-03-16T09:25:39.060-04:00Going to art galleries is one thing our senior hal...Going to art galleries is one thing our senior hall has never done and I would love that. Good for you for organization yourself to get out and about. And a one-on-one tour would not only be educational but gives you great conversation.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-19736199635821553882016-03-16T09:11:56.400-04:002016-03-16T09:11:56.400-04:00Saturday sounds like a lot of fun. Five babies and...Saturday sounds like a lot of fun. Five babies and you don't have to change the diapers, just love 'em. <br /><br />Your FWPP fantasy appeals to me. I totally get it. It reminds me of my "second-story man" fantasy. It's not so much about stealing the art and jewels, but there's something fascinating about the idea of sneaking into a very wealthy person's house when Bella Rumhttp://bellarum.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-25171112040381995652016-03-16T04:14:49.558-04:002016-03-16T04:14:49.558-04:00If you think your life is boring, consider mine: p...If you think your life is boring, consider mine: painting trim and watching it dry! But your Senior Club activities spurred me to undertake self-organised culture tours, to the art galleries and the museum. It was good to get out of the house with a purpose. Plus the paint (and related smell of oil enamel) was done by my return in the evening. I find I am more productive if I have plenty going onAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com