tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post7010628231640241363..comments2023-11-02T04:42:30.803-04:00Comments on Ramblings of a Skinny Little Blonde: One jar, One Cup, One Bag & A Forgotten Spoonskinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-40518806197407022782008-03-19T22:32:00.000-04:002008-03-19T22:32:00.000-04:00John Michael...it is rather ironic that you mentio...John Michael...it is rather ironic that you mentioned the oranges. I almost wrote about our neighborhood 'war'... fought with the fruit fallen about our yards! Childhood...what a great place to revisit!<BR/><BR/>Daryl e...I am flattered...come anytime & dig on in. I blog when I can & regret that sometimes that means I am out of the loop/<BR/><BR/>Sandy...pleasure to have you. David is the skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-84510063464472175892008-03-17T16:24:00.000-04:002008-03-17T16:24:00.000-04:00What a beautiful picture you paint with words... p...What a beautiful picture you paint with words...<BR/><BR/><I> pixie tornado...<BR/> more wood than paint...<BR/> like birds on a wire...</I><BR/><BR/>That is a wonderfully told memory. Thank you for sharing this.<BR/><BR/>Over from David's btw.Cathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01247084030899971480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-44626256224765979742008-03-17T14:27:00.000-04:002008-03-17T14:27:00.000-04:00What fun! You would have been a welcome and wonde...What fun! You would have been a welcome and wonderful addition to my childhood. Another pair of eyes able to spy the adults and a brain able to think up ways of avoiding them -- priceless!<BR/><BR/>David sent me. I am grateful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-21192107315782440962008-03-17T13:55:00.000-04:002008-03-17T13:55:00.000-04:00David sent me, too! I loved the post. You painted ...David sent me, too! I loved the post. You painted a lovely picture!Sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11071236024242050143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-6513810394503838662008-03-17T12:35:00.000-04:002008-03-17T12:35:00.000-04:00YUM... David sent me . I even brought my own spoon...YUM... <BR/><BR/>David sent me . I even brought my own spoon!Darylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241795455748298624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-31607357018600154062008-03-17T06:54:00.000-04:002008-03-17T06:54:00.000-04:00I was yours with scattered & cock-eyed like a pixi...I was yours with <I>scattered & cock-eyed like a pixie tornado had occurred in the drawer</I>. Marvelous imagery! Brought back to mind oranges from neighbor's tree overhanging our garage, with peels scattered all round my 'secret' place of escape as I lay in the sunshine on the roof. I look forward to my return visits here.John-Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12301981965656607401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-24050478149051702792008-03-16T02:52:00.000-04:002008-03-16T02:52:00.000-04:00Lol, Eric. Who knew disheveled silverware drawers ...Lol, Eric. Who knew disheveled silverware drawers were so damn common?! ;) Seems a good bit of us had them! My mother never kept stuff like that in the house...oranges and bananas from the yard were our sweets.<BR/><BR/>Hey David...little did I know that soon after writing this Mother Nature would send real tornadoes down upon Atlanta. I guess she's the most powerful Pixie of all!<BR/><BR/>(((Melskinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-75224610991708047742008-03-15T06:17:00.000-04:002008-03-15T06:17:00.000-04:00I hear say that 'trouble' is my middle name.:-)LOL...I hear say that 'trouble' is my middle name.<BR/><BR/>:-)<BR/><BR/>LOL I think I'm proud of that one.<BR/><BR/>(((((((((( SLB ))))))))))))<BR/><BR/>Waterballoons, methinks....Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408403855260279799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-36021472435823685502008-03-14T17:31:00.000-04:002008-03-14T17:31:00.000-04:00Great memory, great post, great entertainment.``Pi...Great memory, great post, great entertainment.<BR/><BR/>``Pixie tornado'' - now that is brilliant!david mcmahonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18009095220051075552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-42118636282222328932008-03-14T15:17:00.000-04:002008-03-14T15:17:00.000-04:00We were reading each other's page at the same time...We were reading each other's page at the same time! But I had things going on and couldn't comment. I'll post one soon, I promise.<BR/><BR/>We had the extremely disheveled silverware drawer, as well. Brings back memories. I was also the longest legged of the crew, only it doesn't have the same effect hearing that from me. Heck, we also had a roof that was easy to clim on! Every one should eric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-6088538638112321632008-03-14T13:19:00.000-04:002008-03-14T13:19:00.000-04:00Orhan...Lol, blogger does sometimes get the munchi...Orhan...Lol, blogger does sometimes get the munchies!<BR/>You know, that same thing always seems to dictate that when someone has locked themselves out of their house...I am the one to climb up & in through the window!skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-39445122130093128682008-03-14T07:26:00.000-04:002008-03-14T07:26:00.000-04:00Okay, so I wrote a comment and blogger decided to ...Okay, so I wrote a comment and blogger decided to eat it.<BR/><BR/>It was just the usually hugs and kisses and how I thought <I>'Skinny, you got the longest legs. You get it.' </I>was too cute.<BR/><BR/>Much <3~Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16888125796129754219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-48040597852230755962008-03-13T19:46:00.000-04:002008-03-13T19:46:00.000-04:00She... Lol, funny the memories that can come to th...She... Lol, funny the memories that can come to the fore-front when daydreaming and dunking nutter-butters into a rich cup of Ghiradelli chocolate coffee ;)skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-11295861250870847952008-03-13T11:53:00.000-04:002008-03-13T11:53:00.000-04:00slb: love every word.. write there with you, tip-t...slb: love every word.. write there with you, tip-toe'in my way with partners in crime toward my first real sin: chocolate (and peanut butter)<BR/><BR/>delicious read! love to you! ~s.SHEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15826249683489196986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-48334455156457667972008-03-11T23:56:00.000-04:002008-03-11T23:56:00.000-04:00Spongeman... don't think I'd miss you! Although I...Spongeman... don't think I'd miss you! <BR/>Although I don't believe you were even alive when this was going on, us girls would have surely booted you back down had you tried to venture up onto our stage to dabble your dirty little pads into our good-morning gut buster ;)skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-77862572783264710132008-03-11T23:51:00.000-04:002008-03-11T23:51:00.000-04:00Anne, my dear, you'd blend right in with me and my...Anne, my dear, you'd blend right in with me and my sisters. We don't do drinking glasses...only plastic! I have the insulated one and a stack of Solo's. Lol, I think the girls simply have the stack of solos...and yep they get used until the fall apart. Sporks are rare these days...they used to a staple at KFC, but I guess when they stopped adding the freshly ground black pepper to their dressing,skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-62806549530846981072008-03-11T23:03:00.000-04:002008-03-11T23:03:00.000-04:00SLB, you are still the poet,the Philosopher Queen,...SLB, you are still the poet,the Philosopher Queen, and my personal hero. I do love your writing.<BR/><BR/>MontyThe CEOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02132181032041726978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-15467339548499068982008-03-11T22:30:00.000-04:002008-03-11T22:30:00.000-04:00JSYK....ILYJSYK....ILYsingletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-84972972261777037102008-03-11T12:38:00.000-04:002008-03-11T12:38:00.000-04:00Oh wow, such an awesome story! I can so see you d...Oh wow, such an awesome story! I can so see you doing that as I'm reading it. You have the most amazing voice, girl! :)Lola Starrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00389474503579493129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-80285195173043026862008-03-11T11:57:00.000-04:002008-03-11T11:57:00.000-04:00LMAO. When you write I can actually see your snea...LMAO. When you write I can actually see your sneaking self slithering around and creating yum yums for everyone!SpongyBoneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12427619398593084574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-72671870793332195632008-03-11T03:51:00.000-04:002008-03-11T03:51:00.000-04:00I love reading about your childhood memories. :)I ...I love reading about your childhood memories. :)<BR/><BR/>I hate the sound of silverware too, and don't like the way it feels in my mouth. In fact, I don't even own silverware. I use plastic picnic-type forks, spoons and knives. And the occasional spork when I can find one, because sporks are cool. Don't worry, I'm not cluttering up the landfills. I wash them like regular silverware.Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00498350890492258475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-49844975880759442932008-03-10T22:54:00.000-04:002008-03-10T22:54:00.000-04:00(((Mel))) Lol, believe it or not, at that point an...(((Mel))) Lol, believe it or not, at that point and time in life I had never seen a bag of chocolate chips before & I was blown away by the mini-kisses that they were (my grandmother always had kisses stashed at her house)& as you can only imagine, our concoction looked disgusting. Had you been with us, I can only imagine the trouble we would have gotten into ... and it probably wouldn't have skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-6346956273741449092008-03-10T10:08:00.000-04:002008-03-10T10:08:00.000-04:00You have such a gift for recalling detail. I have...You have such a gift for recalling detail. I have to remind myself to do this better.JustRunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03621925857881380555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-15359757647578541652008-03-10T06:07:00.000-04:002008-03-10T06:07:00.000-04:00I could do everything but the goopy melted peanutb...I could do everything but the goopy melted peanutbutter and chocolate.....<BR/><BR/>Which would be why no one would ask me to retrieve the spoon--(cuz I'd tell 'em to get it their own darn selves.....LOL). <BR/><BR/>But oh how I remember crawling out windows to sit on rooftops, staring at the world below.Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408403855260279799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-5949433216137084392008-03-10T01:57:00.000-04:002008-03-10T01:57:00.000-04:00Wilson Babs...so true and none of it would have be...Wilson Babs...so true and none of it would have been worth had any adult known what we were doing. We ventured back down, 1/2 dressed and covered in chocolate, when we could small the bacon from the cracked sliding glass door. We confessed our sins to Virginia & Shania's parents, who were true hippies, and only laughed at us. I don't know what was up with those silverware drawers...but my dad skinnylittleblondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com