tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post8539717307526384021..comments2023-11-02T10:35:00.867-05:00Comments on Phyllis Renée: more on thatUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-23968689992104973602008-06-26T19:15:00.000-05:002008-06-26T19:15:00.000-05:00Now that's the best way to hang out with friends o...Now that's the best way to hang out with friends or family, just comfortable and relaxed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-53318361684924660842008-06-25T15:24:00.000-05:002008-06-25T15:24:00.000-05:00Its a shame that some of us have to wait until old...Its a shame that some of us have to wait until old age to care that little about what other people might think.Therese in Heavenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13607519856275927706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-31283856736582512232008-06-25T12:10:00.000-05:002008-06-25T12:10:00.000-05:00Bogart, yeah, Grandma was a hoot and a half!Aphron...Bogart, yeah, Grandma was a hoot and a half!<BR/><BR/>Aphron, I'm trying to get the word out. There's no sense why others have to wait until they're 40+ before they get the massage.<BR/><BR/>Cocotte, thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. Hope you find it worth returning :o)<BR/><BR/>Girl, I'm beginning to realize the further I get from religiosity the closer I am to God. And I thought the story about your grandma went well with today's scripture: "And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another advocate to help you . . . . " (I probably lost a few readers with that one)Phyllis Renéehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07091511889201839807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-68680725859007566902008-06-25T09:39:00.000-05:002008-06-25T09:39:00.000-05:00Your story about your Grandma reminds me of my own...Your story about your Grandma reminds me of my own. She lived down the hall in a senior living apartment complex from the bishop of our state's Catholic diocese, and that woman, oh my gosh, would say or ask him anything with no shame, then wish him a good day with a little twinkle in her eye. They very much respected each other, but wow, some days, I'd get on the elevator with her after she'd cornered the bishop and remind her that he was closer to God than she was going to be if she kept up the way she was. She'd just cackle and said she'd put a good word in to God when she got there before the bishop.<BR/><BR/>She pretty much set the bar for me to just live my life and not worry too much about the embarassing things.for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-65979636128655935082008-06-24T18:11:00.000-05:002008-06-24T18:11:00.000-05:00Hi Phyllis Renee,I followed this over from FTN's b...Hi Phyllis Renee,<BR/><BR/>I followed this over from FTN's blog and wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed your 100 list and these recent posts.<BR/><BR/>I too enjoy just being myself and not worrying about what others think (at least most of the time).Bijouxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05788630004051883635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-91057538758757225232008-06-24T15:30:00.000-05:002008-06-24T15:30:00.000-05:00If only everyone approached life that way...If only everyone approached life that way...aphronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02203237871375124185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17078165.post-78051766601706101022008-06-24T13:08:00.000-05:002008-06-24T13:08:00.000-05:00I work on not being embarassed every day...some da...I work on not being embarassed every day...some days more successful than others...but I think that is step 1 in enjoying life...not getting caught up in the hang-ups over ourselves and what "should" embarass us...I think I would have loved to hand with your GMa.Bogarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03239349739202059474noreply@blogger.com