tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post8413769657486811782..comments2024-03-15T01:10:33.488-07:00Comments on Claudia's Page: A Working WeekendBookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12043111213031211794noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-36968321408010799542015-09-17T12:43:06.813-07:002015-09-17T12:43:06.813-07:00I'm late getting here, Claudia, so things have...I'm late getting here, Claudia, so things have probably progressed quite a bit since you wrote this. I'll be on the lookout for a new post to update us. I do hope the fence is now finished and your son's move went off without a hitch.Lisa Ricard Clarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15014582949326182166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-18645616819406358572015-09-17T11:58:51.668-07:002015-09-17T11:58:51.668-07:00Claudia, that's a huge job! Too bad these thin...Claudia, that's a huge job! Too bad these things can't happen in cooler weather! Hope everyone is settled soon.Jean | DelightfulRepast.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02038772991628796917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-78554060166822169602015-09-15T12:36:02.378-07:002015-09-15T12:36:02.378-07:00Bless you, Claudia. While we were still teaching,...Bless you, Claudia. While we were still teaching, we spent one grueling Spring Break helping our daughter and son-in-law move. I get tired just thinking about it, and I won't even hint at all the last minute things that went wrong. You don't need to hear those horror stories.<br />Forget all the stories the wind-blown blankets can tell. Trust me: you'll have more fence building and moving stories to tell than you realize!<br />Good luck. <br />p.s. Yea! for building a fence to protect your grand dog. :)Marylin Warnerhttp://warnerwriting.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-64942719261489936322015-09-14T19:21:19.753-07:002015-09-14T19:21:19.753-07:00Happy you have finally found a place. Wishing you...Happy you have finally found a place. Wishing you cool weather and an easy transition. Blessings, MarthaMartha's Favoriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00513162906213998461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-35868040635172284802015-09-12T12:40:02.441-07:002015-09-12T12:40:02.441-07:00Good luck with the move. I know from first hand ex...Good luck with the move. I know from first hand experience about helping a child with a move to a new home. Also, I love that you have a blanket that DH's grandmother spun, dyed and wove the fleeces herself. This is exactly what my daughter does with fleece.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05296300032567383021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-22946739851315451252015-09-09T19:18:02.785-07:002015-09-09T19:18:02.785-07:00It's great news that your son is moving close ...It's great news that your son is moving close to home, and I'm glad he will have a nice home and fenced-in yard for your granddog.<br /><br />I love the good old days. Blankets stories: Let's see. Brings to mind my sisters and brothers and I making "tents" on Saturday mornings in the front room of our four-family flat in North St. LouisDonna Volkenannthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04540727800410234483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-44607220452178162812015-09-06T18:16:41.144-07:002015-09-06T18:16:41.144-07:00I hope all your labour is soon over.
I do love the...I hope all your labour is soon over.<br />I do love the smell of line-dried anything. It seems fresher some how. Once, many years ago I stayed in a B&B which dried its bed linen over lavender bushes in the sun. Bliss.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039090177447731633.post-22860425997876483042015-09-06T17:33:41.621-07:002015-09-06T17:33:41.621-07:00So glad your son found a place and you are making ...So glad your son found a place and you are making progress with the fence. In the winter we cocoon between two ultra soft fuzzy blankets, not sheets, and we don't even want to get out of bed.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.com