tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post735770626147950746..comments2023-09-07T05:09:13.736-07:00Comments on Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams: Yoga LessonsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03554662447246962880noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-21480507903246760272011-06-11T19:38:10.542-07:002011-06-11T19:38:10.542-07:00Thanks for coming over to read!Thanks for coming over to read!kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-15907314476829109572011-06-10T22:46:14.667-07:002011-06-10T22:46:14.667-07:00This was fabulous. Your mom sounds like a hoot.This was fabulous. Your mom sounds like a hoot.The Drama Mamahttp://frommywriteside.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-9231563920557314612011-06-10T17:36:54.135-07:002011-06-10T17:36:54.135-07:00My mother certainly worked--and works--harder than...My mother certainly worked--and works--harder than I do. She canned and quilted and gardened and today is a potter. Thanks for reading, Carrie!kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-55702832763908068362011-06-10T17:35:05.788-07:002011-06-10T17:35:05.788-07:00Thanks for reading! My mom and sisters are all tal...Thanks for reading! My mom and sisters are all talented seamstresses. I, unfortunately, am not. No kids of mine will find any outfits waiting for them on the table in the morning.kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-46761498960019746492011-06-10T17:32:10.260-07:002011-06-10T17:32:10.260-07:00Thanks for reading, Vikki!Thanks for reading, Vikki!kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-21549904686578076502011-06-10T17:31:13.462-07:002011-06-10T17:31:13.462-07:00My mom probably had to try anything to keep us in ...My mom probably had to try anything to keep us in line! Finally, we were all sitting and in one place! But probably not for long...kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-25748539252540790222011-06-10T17:30:27.291-07:002011-06-10T17:30:27.291-07:00Thanks, Terry! I'm really working on incorpor...Thanks, Terry! I'm really working on incorporating more details, so this helps.kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-23684000341777887272011-06-10T17:29:30.254-07:002011-06-10T17:29:30.254-07:00Thanks for reading, Valerie! Yeah, my sisters and ...Thanks for reading, Valerie! Yeah, my sisters and I were close in age and got into lots of trouble. I would've done the same thing, if I'd thought of it.kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-25154361105761651212011-06-10T13:13:50.509-07:002011-06-10T13:13:50.509-07:00I just loved this! What sweet memories of a wonde...I just loved this! What sweet memories of a wonderful, clever mother:) I had a friend years ago who's mother taught us all to stand on our heads, and I remember watching her vacuum her living room carpet in a house dress and little gold slippers. At the time, I thought a mom like that was pure magic! Seems odd now, but not back then:)Valeriehttp://www.for-the-love-of-pete.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-12611762377202765982011-06-10T05:21:05.193-07:002011-06-10T05:21:05.193-07:00The whole story was happy...what beautiful memorie...The whole story was happy...what beautiful memories, and with the detail you used I feel like I was right there watching.Terry Stoufernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-38465080359943766232011-06-10T03:30:00.092-07:002011-06-10T03:30:00.092-07:00Wonderful! I can just see the kids trying to stay...Wonderful! I can just see the kids trying to stay in this pose. Your mom was a hoot!Amy Worleynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-59146241513566563192011-06-10T00:51:57.782-07:002011-06-10T00:51:57.782-07:00Love the ending!
I really love the flow of your w...Love the ending!<br /><br />I really love the flow of your writing, so easy to read and visualise.Iam VictoriaKnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-68011676985309493082011-06-09T22:39:54.496-07:002011-06-09T22:39:54.496-07:00Hilarious! I loved the image of your mother sewin...Hilarious! I loved the image of your mother sewing into the night, but the evidence being gone by morning except for the completed article of clothing.<br /><br />Visiting from TRDC - NC Narrator<br />http://nc-narrations.blogspot.com/2011/06/hope.htmlThe MOMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-55623487228759612052011-06-09T22:20:08.149-07:002011-06-09T22:20:08.149-07:00Sometimes I wonder how our Mothers did it all. My ...Sometimes I wonder how our Mothers did it all. My mom worked part time but I always remember her being there for field trips and skating lessons, making dinner each night and tucking me in.<br /><br />I love this memory. I can see your mom and Mr.s P laughing their heads off :)Carriehttp://viewsfromnature.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-49124483448163036692011-06-09T15:22:20.425-07:002011-06-09T15:22:20.425-07:00Thanks, Cheryl. I always so look forward to seein...Thanks, Cheryl. I always so look forward to seeing your--and Bella's--comments. You two make me want to work harder as a writer.kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-56553110613486586052011-06-09T13:08:48.785-07:002011-06-09T13:08:48.785-07:00Your posts are always such a treat. It's heart...Your posts are always such a treat. It's heartwarming to think of families that have these nice memories of simpler times.Cheryl P.http://artofbeingconflicted.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-31429161945476428532011-06-08T18:42:00.380-07:002011-06-08T18:42:00.380-07:00Thanks for reading, Tracey!Thanks for reading, Tracey!kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-85774270891162098672011-06-08T18:27:53.513-07:002011-06-08T18:27:53.513-07:00What a sweet post, a moment captured so beautifull...What a sweet post, a moment captured so beautifully.Tracey Hill-Bensalemnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-86116522476084197732011-06-08T11:44:14.505-07:002011-06-08T11:44:14.505-07:00I may have tried this once or twice myself...I may have tried this once or twice myself...kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-14117216435759070062011-06-08T11:42:16.124-07:002011-06-08T11:42:16.124-07:00I remember when my youngest was born ten years ago...I remember when my youngest was born ten years ago, I was just exhausted. So I let the older ones stand on the couch and "fix" my hair. When they were done, I must've had about 55 tiny barrettes, all in primary colors, dangling from the ends of my hair.kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-76245356888805514212011-06-08T11:41:55.367-07:002011-06-08T11:41:55.367-07:00I remember this like it was yesterday. Loved it!!...I remember this like it was yesterday. Loved it!!!Katie687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-13827152751063984262011-06-08T11:39:20.633-07:002011-06-08T11:39:20.633-07:00Oh, thanks, Bella. It's so nice to know someo...Oh, thanks, Bella. It's so nice to know someone's reading and enjoying this. You're right--we're too rushed today.kgwaitenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-83351496176886342612011-06-08T09:36:53.554-07:002011-06-08T09:36:53.554-07:00I'll confess that before even sitting down to ...I'll confess that before even sitting down to read your post, I went to the kitchen, grabbed my mug of coffee, a petite scone and settled into my cushioned chair. Because those preparations are an absolute must when one knows one is going to be treated to a wonderful story. And that's what I've come to expect from your wonderful posts! I smiled at the picture you presented of you, your sister and your Mom. With the hurried pace of life nowadays, I think not many moms can say they have those memories. How sad when it's sounds like such a beautiful one! I can be as busy as I have to be but I make sure to take a few minutes (or whatever he allows) to have quality time with the Son every day. It doesn't matter that he's 19, or that most of the time this quality time is scarcely five minutes, I make sure we make them count. Loved this post, Kelly!Bellahttp://gypsyroxylee.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-55808501670398074772011-06-08T08:30:00.212-07:002011-06-08T08:30:00.212-07:00Great story! What a great mom! Moms of yesteryea...Great story! What a great mom! Moms of yesteryear were really something, weren't they? My mother always seemed to have so much more patience than I did. Liked the picture of your mother with her legs on your laps and you girls rubbing them. Very sweet vision. It reminded me that I used to sit on the couch while my mother sat on the floor, her head and shoulders between my knees, and I would brush, and brush, and brush her hair. Loved this!Susanhttp://www.comingeast.comnoreply@blogger.com