tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post6419160209602668286..comments2023-11-01T00:47:40.605+11:00Comments on strange fruit: working from home in the house of fishfifihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-3833218569434977162009-11-02T11:53:01.811+11:002009-11-02T11:53:01.811+11:00Thank you for all the comments...
I have procured...Thank you for all the comments...<br /><br />I have procured a COPY of the lost item, thus the original will appear as if by magic!<br /><br />the dress shopping was Not At All Pleasant. <br />Long. expensive. Has driven a wedge betwixt mother and daughte. Oh the horror indeed...<br /><br />but soon will be forgotten. <br /><br /><br />I would send her off to browse, but perversely, she will go NOWHERE by herself. It must be accompanied....fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-74725084466860845972009-11-01T22:15:24.082+11:002009-11-01T22:15:24.082+11:00I don't wear dresses either. I have 2 - a whol...I don't wear dresses either. I have 2 - a whole 2 - oth still with tags on them. <br /><br />Loved reading of your day and your 'lost' time. Wonderful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-5031273338244030252009-10-30T09:25:34.101+11:002009-10-30T09:25:34.101+11:00Oh fifi, you are not a bad mother at all! A mother...Oh fifi, you are not a bad mother at all! A mother is not 'good' just because she races off asap to buy her dearest daughter an extremely expensive dress.<br /><br />I love Leenie and little red hen's suggestions about sending said offspring away to peruse the options whilst drinking coffee in peace, then helping with final choices. Sounds so sensible and much more fun!<br /><br />Good luck with the shopping fifi - tell us how it goes!Jellyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05344630172173199819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-90888826357269289612009-10-28T04:41:38.395+11:002009-10-28T04:41:38.395+11:00Drat that ADD afflicted curser of mine!Drat that ADD afflicted curser of mine!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-11124136237203719662009-10-28T04:39:02.803+11:002009-10-28T04:39:02.803+11:00I sympathize Miss Fifi! In the time I spend searc...I sympathize Miss Fifi! In the time I spend searching among the piles for things, fabric, patters i have lost I could make the mother of all quilts! Some day I will be organzed. Meanwhile, going shoppunapiing always helps!mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-37184189842057416082009-10-27T21:36:27.520+11:002009-10-27T21:36:27.520+11:00Oh, Formal Dress Shopping.
The horror.
I'll ...Oh, Formal Dress Shopping.<br /><br />The horror.<br /><br />I'll be thinking of you dear one.Eleanorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12175077340357907202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-77420010456863366722009-10-27T21:00:14.700+11:002009-10-27T21:00:14.700+11:00When I was a teenager, I did a lot of terrible thi...When I was a teenager, I did a lot of terrible things to my mother...<br />Thank goodness, this was not one of them...<br />I send hugs, & suggest gallons of Savugnion Blanc from Marlborough. <br />The pain relief is beyond belief..<br /><br />On the other hand, if it is teenagers.... I give up.Meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13074676856646898900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-59266781513413670982009-10-27T19:25:57.868+11:002009-10-27T19:25:57.868+11:00P.S. I love the brooches, they would look very lov...P.S. I love the brooches, they would look very lovely on a crocheted scarf!Red Hen (dette)https://www.blogger.com/profile/09620943527844246297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-1722073235770882472009-10-27T19:24:28.132+11:002009-10-27T19:24:28.132+11:00I am comforted at how normal your house seems to b...I am comforted at how normal your house seems to be, I am sure I would feel completely at home should I come to visit. I have spent my rcess break today halting the disconnection of my power and the sale of my house under me as a result of misplacing those 'important pieces of paper'.<br />I did the same thing as Leenie- I took chicky babe to a shopping centre sat myself down in a coffee shop and said go look, come and get me when you have found some things you like and then we can decide. I never took my mother for anything as important as a formal dress- that was something you did with a girlfriend they have much better taste than mothers!!!!Red Hen (dette)https://www.blogger.com/profile/09620943527844246297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-61093741286053544292009-10-27T11:29:27.381+11:002009-10-27T11:29:27.381+11:00The ever-changing tide huh. This one sounds more t...The ever-changing tide huh. This one sounds more than OK. And out of very normal family life, the thesis will be uncovered and flow. Promise!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-27057992882011767502009-10-27T03:48:37.492+11:002009-10-27T03:48:37.492+11:00OI!! The dreaded lost project and the more dreaded...OI!! The dreaded lost project and the more dreaded shopping for the young ladie's dress. SO sorry. Once I told my dear daughter "this is how much we can spend. Look all over the friken town until you find something you like, then come get me." It sorta worked. And saved us a few hours of arguments and sulking. Years later...she is a mom and a great one. We are best friends now. Best wishes.Leeniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17655189620056032790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145558051219626249.post-54119133959536935092009-10-26T23:36:53.364+11:002009-10-26T23:36:53.364+11:00Oh I love and hate that losing something and findi...Oh I love and hate that losing something and finding all sorts of other things type of day. Working from home often ends up like that for me. <br /><br />You know, I don't think my daughter possessed a dress at all between the ages of 10 and 18. She did get one for the Leaving Ball at school although even then she was not keen. Not a bad mother at all - a sensible one - you wouldn't want her to grow out of it!Reluctant Bloggernoreply@blogger.com