tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post732850218059773607..comments2023-10-25T04:56:32.032-05:00Comments on Channeling Erma: Yes, I AM Ready! by Barb McKoneJudy Merrill Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06675069484490433295noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post-60930712636522535962008-09-09T07:37:00.000-05:002008-09-09T07:37:00.000-05:00Daisy- Good luck. You teachers are the greatest, ...Daisy- Good luck. You teachers are the greatest, and the busiest! I'm married to one, I know.Barb McKonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730098060996316145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post-67418275618977402022008-09-09T07:36:00.000-05:002008-09-09T07:36:00.000-05:00Suzanne- Yes! The key to no midlife meltdown is t...Suzanne- Yes! The key to no midlife meltdown is the "actively pursuing" part. My problem is that I actively pursue too many things, and the one thing I should be pursuing, writing, is left by the wayside. It's that darned need to make money that keeps me down! College bills!!Barb McKonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730098060996316145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post-79560022690690621032008-09-09T07:34:00.000-05:002008-09-09T07:34:00.000-05:00Judy- I hope. This morning he didn't like me much...Judy- I hope. This morning he didn't like me much. It's cold. He wanted to stay under the covers.<BR/>B.Barb McKonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730098060996316145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post-42986653332728711472008-09-05T18:54:00.000-05:002008-09-05T18:54:00.000-05:00I have to measure my fall tears because I'm too bu...I have to measure my fall tears because I'm too busy to shed many: I'm a teacher, too!Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11647906900944224234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post-68948793687903996712008-09-05T11:26:00.000-05:002008-09-05T11:26:00.000-05:00Barb, oh ditto ditto ditto! I may not have cried ...Barb, oh ditto ditto ditto! I may not have cried sending them off to school, but when they graduated from our beloved elementary school I bawled my eyes out! And the midlife crisis is living at my house too- I might be on the upside of it now, I'm actively pursuing something,whatever it is. LOL. Remember before we were writers and we were "just moms?" I have this memory of being blissfully happy at that job. No rejections, no deadlines, just the garden, the meals, the preschool and all those domestic arts I actually used to love. Well, they're hairy and emotional now, so I guess I better get back to work.Suzanne Macphersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09294544251490293666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628214629452937965.post-65436474320936906742008-09-05T08:50:00.000-05:002008-09-05T08:50:00.000-05:00Oh, I know. I drag my feet at the end of summer, ...Oh, I know. I drag my feet at the end of summer, but then, one morning I wake up and I'm ready. Ready for brisk nights, sweaters, baking apple pies, and structure. A set rhythm. <BR/><BR/>And that teenage boy? He'll always love his mom. I promise.Judy Merrill Larsenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06675069484490433295noreply@blogger.com