tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post6115262143745973272..comments2024-03-27T05:30:07.368-04:00Comments on The More, The Messier: Strength Through SufferingSuburban Correspondenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-80960504555861191412015-05-09T20:40:05.981-04:002015-05-09T20:40:05.981-04:00I hate that I have to make myself go to the dentis...I hate that I have to make myself go to the dentist. Someone should have to make me do it, I shouldn't be responsible for that!ccr in MAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16938353645353176255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-70804383852892355292015-05-08T17:47:14.798-04:002015-05-08T17:47:14.798-04:00I was just thinking how proud I am of myself, as t...I was just thinking how proud I am of myself, as the sweat rolls down my back, that I have not turned on the AC yet. May is just not the right time for that. I haven't even put away the winter hats yet!<br /><br />I am currently in an episode of sciatica. If I had to go for a bike ride of any length, I think I would die from literal pain in the butt.Common Household Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03715969218648104267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-44951200916943952752015-05-08T10:29:11.120-04:002015-05-08T10:29:11.120-04:00Hmm. I'm recalling a visit to my parents when...Hmm. I'm recalling a visit to my parents when I was in my 20s...they wanted to go for 'a nice bike ride'...so, I said sure. 'A nice bike ride' turned out to be 41 miles with a picnic on the top of a nearby mountain in the middle. So this kind of thing can go both ways. RobinHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10325359641194305097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-63728468612432939432015-05-07T23:29:46.732-04:002015-05-07T23:29:46.732-04:00Sounds like it's time for a camping trip -- or...Sounds like it's time for a camping trip -- or at least a visit to an air-conditioned public library! <br />I know a teensy bit how you are feeling (physically pfffft). I helped my son deliver flyers door-to-door for a mere 90 minutes yesterday and my feet <strong>still</strong> hurt. You will know me by my limp. Karen (formerly kcinnova)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08965093440928340819noreply@blogger.com