tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855670872731483444.post6743192010195047764..comments2023-11-02T04:15:18.299-07:00Comments on Moor Dreaming: the legend of the invisible chicken and other terrible and true talesJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13601154555210668680noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855670872731483444.post-64247405653265278512014-02-22T15:44:58.449-08:002014-02-22T15:44:58.449-08:00I did the freezer thing recently with a sweet/gree...I did the freezer thing recently with a sweet/green pepper/capsicum. It is still in there because they are expensive and I am hoping to use it in some cooked something or the other before it shrivels up in there.<br /><br />Yeah, tea trumps locked-up.<br /><br />Have a wonderful time on your trip. I will think of you during the next crippling snow storm. We had thunder snow again this week. So cool.Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13601154555210668680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855670872731483444.post-68028728562356824212014-02-22T13:23:21.046-08:002014-02-22T13:23:21.046-08:00Your new-now life! :D I tried saying that out loud...Your new-now life! :D I tried saying that out loud but got my tongue tied! And that's without a drink. The second from last paragraph...awesome, you go girl. As for forgetting things I forget thing all the time, I forget what they are but rest assured it happens...I think! My mum lost a cucumber once (keep mind out of gutter if you please) and it turned up in the freezer a month later...frozen solid! She leaves half eaten bananas lying around, sometimes on radiators..when they're on! Heck the woman is certifiable! But if we got her locked up who'd make us all a cup of tea?The Webbers living a life at the beachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14428953268605707094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855670872731483444.post-92068494748295502632014-02-22T08:45:02.910-08:002014-02-22T08:45:02.910-08:00Ahhh, lunch! I could not sleep last night and jus...Ahhh, lunch! I could not sleep last night and just now awoke, at nearly 11:00 in the morning. <br /><br />Thanks. As I continue to re-enter what passes for normal life, I forget to stop and smell the wind chimes.<br /><br />One of the newest members of that support group says that, big picture-wise, we (the messed up ones) are also the normal ones. I do not agree, but it sure is an interesting notion.Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13601154555210668680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1855670872731483444.post-25224658681854293782014-02-22T05:02:29.764-08:002014-02-22T05:02:29.764-08:00J, after all that you just need to sit down, relax...J, after all that you just need to sit down, relax and start to make your wind chime. It's nice to just let your mind go out for lunch sometimes when you get to our age. Mind you, sometimes it goes out for lunch whether we want it to or not. :-)Nanna Chelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07500527266771727074noreply@blogger.com