tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post6189929923551246789..comments2023-11-05T02:43:58.241-05:00Comments on Mimi on the Breach: Memory's Odd TriggersMimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10812707312289852258noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-40106818993696809222008-11-10T17:13:00.000-05:002008-11-10T17:13:00.000-05:00I cannNOT believe someone looked you in the eye an...I cannNOT believe someone looked you in the eye and said something so incredibly thoughtless and outrageous. <BR/><BR/>Ugh.ewe are herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13339650361453626546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-19439270830797386782008-11-10T13:22:00.000-05:002008-11-10T13:22:00.000-05:00What an ASS that person was! A good friend of min...What an ASS that person was! A good friend of mine is pregnant and because her sister-in-law has been having trouble conceiving, all her in-laws can say to her is, "It's just too bad your sister-in-law is having so much trouble..." Nevermind being happy for her at all.Amy Urquharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17011605158544190413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-1898898379311919032008-11-08T13:29:00.000-05:002008-11-08T13:29:00.000-05:00your colleague - while techically correct - is all...your colleague - while techically correct - is all klass. yep, don`t worry...you might be able to do the grant! i`m sure that was your heart`s dream right then.<BR/><BR/>i recently came across my journal from that same fall, when i was pregnant with O. crazy how much one forgets...and then remembers when the memories are triggered.Bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14403701620708365171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-76660148738642301302008-11-08T11:18:00.000-05:002008-11-08T11:18:00.000-05:00It is fascinating the little things that trigger s...It is fascinating the little things that trigger such big memories. <BR/><BR/>Did that colleague think she was being reassuring? Sigh. Some people.Kylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-88010665556243928872008-11-08T00:13:00.000-05:002008-11-08T00:13:00.000-05:00Why are people so wrapped in in their own thoughts...Why are people so wrapped in in their own thoughts they think it's actually helpful in some way to say things like that??? Evil! Evil woman!<BR/><BR/>I can't believe I stopped working over a year ago. Well, working for 'the man', at least. Now it's just 'my man' & MiniMe. For free. I think of all the things I put myself through when I was pg & after she was hoppytoddlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01908238288294828258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-79333377044954643592008-11-07T21:29:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:29:00.000-05:00I was pregnant in 2005, too! But I found out I was...I was pregnant in 2005, too! But I found out I was pregnant in September of 2004 and then three days later a beloved elderly cousin died in a car crash and there I was, only a few weeks pregnant and crying my eyes out at her funeral, my hand over my secret belly.Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-71927857832314623392008-11-07T21:10:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:10:00.000-05:00And were you thinking - where has the time gone? I...And were you thinking - where has the time gone? I was painting my new bedroom in August 2005 and wondering why I almost fainted while doing it. Then a day later, sitting on the steps of my then new and empty house. Realizing the test meant pregnant. Unplanned and all. 28 and knocked up. I wouldn't change a thing. But your post triggered those memories for me.Melanie D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01542313652003967176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33659348.post-60041700925915193152008-11-07T20:19:00.000-05:002008-11-07T20:19:00.000-05:00god. I know. I closed down a show nine days before...god. I know. I closed down a show nine days before I gave birth to my elder. I remeber riding back from Bathurst and Queen from the studio.<BR/><BR/>and here I am years later, and last time I had looked at the work in question it had rusted and tattered in our moist basement.<BR/><BR/>draw whatever metaphors you want fromm taht.crazymummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04663148723513574331noreply@blogger.com