tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post2065548511205406767..comments2024-03-28T19:58:04.966-04:00Comments on Cup on the Bus: What did you do?Joanne Noragonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-14647670454318938252019-06-28T22:41:15.638-04:002019-06-28T22:41:15.638-04:00I'm a baby boomer. I usually arrive early for ...I'm a baby boomer. I usually arrive early for everything. It's the way I was raised. My dad made us arrive about six hours early for everything.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-51060121827340710442019-06-27T22:25:00.180-04:002019-06-27T22:25:00.180-04:00Maybe tomorrow!Maybe tomorrow!Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-33936340181523781772019-06-27T22:08:59.240-04:002019-06-27T22:08:59.240-04:00Oh shucks! I was hoping you'd show us your new...Oh shucks! I was hoping you'd show us your new haircut. I'm growing my hair out a little and I'm at the stage where I'm dying to cut it short again, especially with the hot, muggy weather we're having.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-86763477939781559982019-06-27T21:13:36.892-04:002019-06-27T21:13:36.892-04:00Sounds like a good day...Scouting day camps, the l...Sounds like a good day...Scouting day camps, the library and books were all part of summer for me.ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-60007324402136066372019-06-27T14:06:05.831-04:002019-06-27T14:06:05.831-04:00What a lovely, happy new day...with flowers.What a lovely, happy new day...with flowers.Magehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333086721654817750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-86310877254763681172019-06-27T08:32:12.502-04:002019-06-27T08:32:12.502-04:00Latch-key kids! I'd forgotten that expression....Latch-key kids! I'd forgotten that expression. Mine certainly were, born in 65 and 67. Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-59252467780821661272019-06-27T03:29:00.706-04:002019-06-27T03:29:00.706-04:00Love that expression ‘I had my ears lowered!’ Fun...Love that expression ‘I had my ears lowered!’ Funny all the things that come back from your parents years later... they live on in you. A lovely thought.<br /><br />LXLetticehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06251998081386015052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-31194008755272118002019-06-27T01:10:47.104-04:002019-06-27T01:10:47.104-04:00I think I might be your daughters' gen. I was ...I think I might be your daughters' gen. I was a latch-key kid & summers were wide OPEN. My friend's kids, by comparison, are on a much shorter lead. <br /><br />I am in desperate need of a haircut. I wear it up in a bun & try to forget about it most days. Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07886227825064266814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-25445953234625563762019-06-26T18:20:16.630-04:002019-06-26T18:20:16.630-04:00I haven't gotten a haircut since last year. My...I haven't gotten a haircut since last year. My hair is awful. I had an appointment for today but My Girl Sam had to reschedule because she has bronchitis. Sam is a millennial so time is a fluid thing with her. I don't mind. She usually makes me her last appointment of the day so we can be alone to talk. I love her dearly. I almost cheated on her once but couldn't do it.<br /><br />Love,<br />JanieJanie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-15175513616793812632019-06-26T18:02:25.482-04:002019-06-26T18:02:25.482-04:00I was reading through an old diary and got to the ...I was reading through an old diary and got to the part where I was talking about sending a bunch of five year olds out to the little park just down the street. OK, only just down the street, but by themselves, and I would perhaps come out a little later. Or maybe not. I wouldn't do that now in the city. Like you, I wonder when things changed. Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-11976628168457531582019-06-26T17:40:12.526-04:002019-06-26T17:40:12.526-04:00Oh dear.Oh dear.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-51447028968995642702019-06-26T16:32:22.076-04:002019-06-26T16:32:22.076-04:00We couldn't wait to get outdoors after breakfa...We couldn't wait to get outdoors after breakfast. <br /><br />We just spent a week with husband's Irish family, all 30 of them that could come. It was glorious. But, the 6 to 10 year olds sat with their electronics and played.Susan Kanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834094675218254410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-66086320044362999562019-06-26T15:14:04.160-04:002019-06-26T15:14:04.160-04:00I can visualize Mel's problem. In fact, I see ...I can visualize Mel's problem. In fact, I see it every time I'm out and about. There are no children outside. There are no bicycles wobbling in the street. There are no pick up games, or rope jumping, or a.n.y.t.h.i.n.g. There are no children! Mel says any time her daughter is able to arrange a play date with her "best friend", the friend cancels at the last minute.<br />I sent her links to all the camps I could find, or know of. Maybe Mel needs to start phoning around for play mates.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-86009145172258784622019-06-26T13:50:41.094-04:002019-06-26T13:50:41.094-04:00I was 'encouraged' to go outside right aft...I was 'encouraged' to go outside right after breakfast and was called when meals were ready.only slightly confusedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08165115156889904978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-53056822394452395902019-06-26T11:59:36.574-04:002019-06-26T11:59:36.574-04:00I'm having one of those days destroyed my mann...I'm having one of those days destroyed my manner matters that have piled up a little. I could list them all but it would put you to sleep.<br /><br />Trying not to be overwhelmed, enjoyed hearing about your day.<br /><br />XO<br />WWWWisewebwomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281689872840844191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-24408785160537674942019-06-26T11:47:08.671-04:002019-06-26T11:47:08.671-04:00Pretty flowers!
I haven't had my hair cut in ...Pretty flowers!<br /><br />I haven't had my hair cut in years. Though if you look at it a different way, I cut my hair every day or two. :)William Kendallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00331324250821836822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-88158584067816803292019-06-26T11:25:25.417-04:002019-06-26T11:25:25.417-04:00I used to get irritated if I had to wait. Now I s...I used to get irritated if I had to wait. Now I see it as bonus knitting time. Sometimes, it's all in the perception. As kids in summer, we'd head out the door (western xburbs of Cleveland) after breakfast, have to be summoned, whining, for lunch and then more whining when coming in for dinner. We'd have lived wild all summer, if allowed. Of course, that was before ticks.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573143203599624833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-55145075163090029942019-06-26T11:08:43.628-04:002019-06-26T11:08:43.628-04:00Know the yellow flower but just can't remember...Know the yellow flower but just can't remember its name - it's an age thing!The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-90932026360638821282019-06-26T10:59:00.347-04:002019-06-26T10:59:00.347-04:00It was made clear to me that being late was the wo...It was made clear to me that being late was the worst rudeness expressed. It said the other person's time and being were less valuable than your own.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-70565914947443178852019-06-26T09:13:06.949-04:002019-06-26T09:13:06.949-04:00I saw a little thing on Facebook yesterday where B...I saw a little thing on Facebook yesterday where Billy Porter was talking about punctuality. He said something like, "Being fifteen minutes early is being on time. Being on the dot is running late. Being fifteen minutes late is unacceptable." That wasn't it exactly but close. I hate being late. It makes me anxious. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-56056637586886211682019-06-26T08:53:26.818-04:002019-06-26T08:53:26.818-04:00I should get that all straight in my head!I should get that all straight in my head!Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-66200093974361659202019-06-26T08:52:22.570-04:002019-06-26T08:52:22.570-04:00I used to do that with my husband, who refused to ...I used to do that with my husband, who refused to be on time, and we both were war babies. It's in the genes.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-52763796500472837542019-06-26T08:49:30.253-04:002019-06-26T08:49:30.253-04:00Cleveland, Ohio. My grandson, on his bicycle from ...Cleveland, Ohio. My grandson, on his bicycle from one place to another was admonished by a shopkeeper with a broom, in Little Italy, to get off the sidewalk. "My mom wont' let me ride on the road," was his defense. I doubt he was yet a teenager.He since rides all over the country, and he's up to 16. https://www.facebook.com/summitventure/<br />is his blog.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-54644776905200021792019-06-26T08:40:45.188-04:002019-06-26T08:40:45.188-04:00I missed my monthly haircut in May, with all the m...I missed my monthly haircut in May, with all the moving business. It was OK until a week ago, when it went wild on me, and I had to wait a week to have an appointment with Mel.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920860526738969165.post-60901942186507901762019-06-26T08:35:20.866-04:002019-06-26T08:35:20.866-04:00We are replete with summer camps, and they are the...We are replete with summer camps, and they are themed around experiences the parents/sponsors want for their children.The YMCA has two large camps nearby. There is the Boy Scout Camp. The Conservancy for the national park holds a series of camps based on outdoor experiences. Then there are the mega churches and their camps. My older daughter and her husband tried Lithuanian Boy Scout camps for their children for a couple of years. More disciplined and rigorous than they anticipated.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.com