tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post5256168758837359962..comments2023-11-14T20:29:04.094-08:00Comments on Pearl, Why You Little...: Checking Your Metaphorical BackseatPearlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05261369905176088917noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-61495178623518420292012-09-27T09:31:34.072-07:002012-09-27T09:31:34.072-07:00A friends mom always saved my day by saying I coul...A friends mom always saved my day by saying I could come when I needed a meal and had some great ideas to share. It was fun who showed up to her Sunday table.Out on the prairiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548162534362532705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-20693812936449554952012-09-27T00:27:37.562-07:002012-09-27T00:27:37.562-07:00There is nothing I don't love to pieces about ...There is nothing I don't love to pieces about this post, although the juxtaposition of butter and toilet paper sent me on a different trip down memory lane. Altogether.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-49997712850866914512012-09-26T15:41:01.397-07:002012-09-26T15:41:01.397-07:00i had started to read this the other day, but didn...i had started to read this the other day, but didn't get to finish. glad i came back today (compliments of hilary's POTW). well-deserved... :)TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-4561740804718536172012-09-25T11:25:07.035-07:002012-09-25T11:25:07.035-07:00What a beautiful and happy story Pearl. I know I j...What a beautiful and happy story Pearl. I know I just used one of granny's little sayings in post after this one (yes, I read backwards), but she also had one for found coins. Anyway, granny used to say that it's NOT good luck to find a penny, it's bad luck to find one and NOT pick it up. She then said something about it's like refusing a gift. Pat Tilletthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17699973774273291205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-51278348545145119212012-09-23T14:58:51.569-07:002012-09-23T14:58:51.569-07:00My dad was the same way, Pearl. I moved out when ...My dad was the same way, Pearl. I moved out when I was 17, full of confidence and low on funds. He would happen upon some pots and pan (in an unopened box, dad?) or "find" a great deal on college clothes and pick them up without a word. Always making sure to leave my pride intact. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-24346791492906760432012-09-23T14:27:35.326-07:002012-09-23T14:27:35.326-07:00My dad who had a spare key to my apartment would s...My dad who had a spare key to my apartment would sneak in while I was at work with diapers, wipes, honey buns, popcorn and a microwave! Mom smuggled in healthy additions too. Dads are great, as is this post. I needed to check my backseat I found some great stuff this afternoon. Thanks Pearlie :-)Lola Rouge ...the momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08989487351822661964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-14247919802778636882012-09-23T10:34:49.981-07:002012-09-23T10:34:49.981-07:00@ Susan Williams
Testosterone poisoning! I love...@ Susan Williams<br /><br />Testosterone poisoning! I love it, and I remember it. Being so soaked with the damn stuff that I couldn't think of anything but ... well you know. <br /><br />Thankfully those levels decrease with age. I think the dose I had in me when I was 20 would kill me now. Sextanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02869179401767968180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-30834870343912388762012-09-23T10:25:24.162-07:002012-09-23T10:25:24.162-07:00Your story is why I have never forgiven my child. ...Your story is why I have never forgiven my child. Two ultra sounds said that we had a daughter. I thought oh great, I will have a little girl to spoil and love and to beat up teenage boys over and we will just be the closest thing on earth and yeah I could see me leaving things in her car, killing husbands that abused her, and just being in love love love with daddy's little girl, and no guilt trips over not wanting to play catch, I hate sports. Well wouldn't you know the little bastard grew a stinger in the last quarter of my wife's pregnancy and has been robbing me blind ever since. Sextanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02869179401767968180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-56280914502668897262012-09-23T10:06:34.464-07:002012-09-23T10:06:34.464-07:00The sweetest post ever! What a wonderful dad you h...The sweetest post ever! What a wonderful dad you have!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14718975387489795957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-68644687055872325672012-09-23T10:00:15.890-07:002012-09-23T10:00:15.890-07:00What a lovely Dad - and a fine way to avoid any em...What a lovely Dad - and a fine way to avoid any embarrassment:-)jabbloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12176958811589489979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-39266920709385266642012-09-23T07:18:48.789-07:002012-09-23T07:18:48.789-07:00Pennies from heaven. Pearl i read you every day an...Pennies from heaven. Pearl i read you every day and you are the change that i pick up and am so grateful for. Yes food is LOVE. :)mary ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02488965572862287173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-19207763007988344692012-09-22T22:23:41.010-07:002012-09-22T22:23:41.010-07:00I read somewhere that Fate drops those small coins...I read somewhere that Fate drops those small coins in your path for a reason. I frequently find, and pick up, five cent pieces. apparently, if you ignore the offerings completely, fate decrees that you have enough money and withholds all lottery luck from you. For this reason alone I continue to pick up every coin that comes my way, but it would seem Fate is too busy dropping pennies in your path to notice....hmpf!<br />I love your Dad. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-62292704170288354502012-09-22T20:48:46.594-07:002012-09-22T20:48:46.594-07:00See four pennies. Pick them up . . . you know the ...See four pennies. Pick them up . . . you know the rest. Have I mentioned that I love your dad! He reminds me so much of mine. Love stuffed in a paper sack in the back seat. Does it get any sweeter than that?Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-14722961625323031012012-09-22T20:19:29.895-07:002012-09-22T20:19:29.895-07:00:-):-)Tempohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01023337124226272532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-84625062722452664142012-09-22T19:44:04.903-07:002012-09-22T19:44:04.903-07:00When I first bought the house things were really t...When I first bought the house things were really tight. My sister broke into my house and filled the floor of my kitchen with bags of groceries.<br /><br />I have never forgotten that.Julihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10097214923216967086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-44681261638075771592012-09-22T18:05:33.871-07:002012-09-22T18:05:33.871-07:00Reminded me of when Hoody was little and my folks ...Reminded me of when Hoody was little and my folks used to make a whopping huge Sunday dinner - which was sent home with us because they didn't like leftovers. Or would buy all of Megan's clothes for school because they just wanted to and get over it. Now I live with someone who squeezes every dime til it cries and am trying to figure out how to live with it or get on without her. Sigh - how could our basic values have been so different? Sorry - you aren't Ann Landers but this column got me thinking.Sagewomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03506354722787879652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-55461394305744162742012-09-22T18:01:32.916-07:002012-09-22T18:01:32.916-07:00What a tender memory.. and I don't mean your s...What a tender memory.. and I don't mean your soft bottom.Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12787493532006658679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-52402032009248800862012-09-22T16:30:05.385-07:002012-09-22T16:30:05.385-07:00This post made me tear up and smile at the same ti...This post made me tear up and smile at the same time. I also feel an incredible urge to mail my son butter-soaked toilet paper.....Gigihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05467164195744234746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-20011909429307952562012-09-22T16:28:00.216-07:002012-09-22T16:28:00.216-07:00What a wonderful story :)
Also, I pick up pretty ...What a wonderful story :) <br />Also, I pick up pretty much every penny I see. I'm pretty heart broken about the fact that pennies will be no more someday soon :(Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-45290250271371718392012-09-22T16:04:04.933-07:002012-09-22T16:04:04.933-07:00I wonder with the vast improvement in margarine, i...I wonder with the vast improvement in margarine, if it would have a similar effect.<br />With that, I shall now go find my "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!" - and experiment.<br />My comment has reached the bottom....klahaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08613505424843475639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-65066749211192839652012-09-22T16:02:50.435-07:002012-09-22T16:02:50.435-07:00I thought this was just my boyfriend's family....I thought this was just my boyfriend's family...we find Costco-boxes of random groceries they think we need in our diet...the money-stuffed-carseat is new and awesome.Kanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12223195235402609121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-700081688102191372012-09-22T15:53:01.471-07:002012-09-22T15:53:01.471-07:00Oh yes, I remember saving up for shampoo and debat...Oh yes, I remember saving up for shampoo and debating whether it was better to have electricity or food. My family were too far away for care packages, but I loved your tale of love. And yes, food is decidedly love.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-55511920746614293742012-09-22T15:26:04.769-07:002012-09-22T15:26:04.769-07:00My parents would come to visit in the first year o...My parents would come to visit in the first year of my first marriage with food in hand; Mom would bring a pot roast with all the fixings, or maybe a chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy. Those visits were appreciated, as my husband was still in college and I was a first year teacher. Some weeks we ate peanut butter and marshmallow sandwiches 3 or 4 days in a row!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03803472040500529682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-51939458977124450002012-09-22T15:23:57.917-07:002012-09-22T15:23:57.917-07:00Nothin' says loving' like something from t...Nothin' says loving' like something from the oven, and the refrigerator, and the pantry. My daughter never leaves my house without some "dogie bags". It makes me happy to still be able to help her out.Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060614279393262320.post-7811433452635793542012-09-22T14:48:14.641-07:002012-09-22T14:48:14.641-07:00Oh I had the exact same Dad lucky aren't we.
I...Oh I had the exact same Dad lucky aren't we.<br />I would have picked up those pennies too and I still do and I am very rich now. OK that may be a little wishful dreaming going on but I do have toilet paper and groceries in my frig. My Dad would be so proud because now I do the same for my kids the circle keeps going round and round:) BButtons Thoughtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05029439906543077861noreply@blogger.com