tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post2704007276924011643..comments2023-11-05T01:40:19.220-08:00Comments on Connor's Song: A Whole Day of NothingJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06306757421878995110noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-2233692629773047242009-07-15T12:52:13.036-07:002009-07-15T12:52:13.036-07:00Nine consecutive hours of respite care?!! I would...Nine consecutive hours of respite care?!! I wouldn't know what to do with myself either, so I appreciate hearing about your Connor-free day. I'm booking one four hour shift per week over the summer instead of three hours, hoping the extra hour will help me relax and thus focus and be productive! Don't you wonder what you did with your time before your son was born?!! <br /><br />Love your painting - do you have a history with painting or are you just inspired from time to time?<br /><br />And I especially love the story of the tea shop blueberries vs. the wild one - hilarious!Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00750685773270490935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-71591876914979327922009-07-10T13:00:09.242-07:002009-07-10T13:00:09.242-07:00The description of the tea place cracked me up. A...The description of the tea place cracked me up. At least you don't have to spend another day on this earth wondering what pixie picked blueberries taste like - how many people can say that?<br /><br />I can totally relate to what you are saying. What on earth would I do with time to myself? Nothing comes to mind. Even when my husband and I have a date night - we don't know what to do with ourselves. So sad!Wherever HE Leads We'll Gohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15042627234253638468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-86278465502053535062009-07-08T06:06:24.965-07:002009-07-08T06:06:24.965-07:00Wow! I can really relate to loosing yourself in yo...Wow! I can really relate to loosing yourself in your child! I tried explaining that to my hubby one time, he didn't get it! May God bless you as well as your little boy!Candacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201448627487443779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-18826213208468714422009-07-06T19:15:25.923-07:002009-07-06T19:15:25.923-07:00OK, I am still laughing over that description of y...OK, I am still laughing over that description of you in the tea place (and the "So it goes" reference). I know just what you mean about free time; when I have some, I inevitably end up running errands. Clearly, I need some practice, too! You've inspired me. We have half days on Fridays at the office during the summer, I am going to go do some things I love--explore a local photography center, maybe get a facial, or just sit in a coffee shop and read.Ellen Seidmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01433429847255621203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-79443060054708683622009-07-06T17:43:04.390-07:002009-07-06T17:43:04.390-07:00I'm not sure you don't know how to enterta...I'm not sure you don't know how to entertain, or the job you do everyday is just so huge that most things pale in comparison. Yeah, there is a lot of work, but you do it with love for Connor and nothing else is all that important anymore, is it? <br /><br />I'm glad that you got away and just did something for yourself--no matter how lame. If you do this more often, you 'll find more things to do with your time that actually seem like fun. I always found anything without the kids wasn't much fun anyway--isn't that funny how we change after motherhood??Linhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07042143254001890567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-87725949684571874062009-07-06T07:23:05.943-07:002009-07-06T07:23:05.943-07:00What a perfect day! It must be bewildering trying...What a perfect day! It must be bewildering trying to remember how to do things just for fun, just on a lark, but I'm sure it's a skill that comes back with a little practice. Maybe you should gather up a friend, put on stuffy dresses and pillbox hats (don't forget the modest string of pearls), and go back to that teahouse, and *then* tuck your napkin into your collar and eat with your mouth open. Feel free to spit a little food when you talk. That'll learn 'em to judge a book by its cover.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12065377267682881396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2406669952841224025.post-7960584893929323982009-07-06T01:42:15.715-07:002009-07-06T01:42:15.715-07:00your painting is just as wonderful as your literar...your painting is just as wonderful as your literary work of art, your blog!Audreynoreply@blogger.com