tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post3133854886025061484..comments2023-10-01T05:53:43.041-04:00Comments on Gifts from a Broad: Angel FaceThe Lady Who Doesn't Lunch:http://www.blogger.com/profile/16435708079953998705noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-24307440669280162622009-12-21T21:44:54.236-05:002009-12-21T21:44:54.236-05:00Wonderful post. :-)Wonderful post. :-)Frenchienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-22572545293613004952009-12-21T09:57:06.288-05:002009-12-21T09:57:06.288-05:00I have a special needs sister also and I never got...I have a special needs sister also and I never got the point of the ARC's name either. But whatever... they do great work and help her so much.<br /><br />Merry Christmas!Del-Vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10177208284239709601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-77845872661408572742009-12-19T11:20:38.541-05:002009-12-19T11:20:38.541-05:00The R-word has officially been dropped from my voc...The R-word has officially been dropped from my vocabulary. I'm a changed man, like that guy who was visited by all those ghosts on Christmas Eve. What was his name again? Scrooge McDuck?Jonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12217908639326143460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-37914122246407341462009-12-18T23:27:37.114-05:002009-12-18T23:27:37.114-05:00Merry Christmas to you too, LunchLady! :)
I love ...Merry Christmas to you too, LunchLady! :)<br /><br />I love Christmas too. I always have. Its always been a pretty big deal in my family, and I'm definitely the type of person to love tradition, and seeing the look on someone's face when I give them something they love. So I love Christmas :D-https://www.blogger.com/profile/05215282549913888007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-39349288842880746632009-12-18T18:25:36.511-05:002009-12-18T18:25:36.511-05:00I love your posts about your sister.I love your posts about your sister.Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14956997477396182396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-43483373958421035432009-12-18T16:16:47.175-05:002009-12-18T16:16:47.175-05:00I like these posts... (Sorry, I was going to say s...I like these posts... (Sorry, I was going to say something profound, but my word verification is "lapses," which immediately caused, well, a lapse.) <br /><br />My wife worked for years with heroine addicts on the streets in Berlin, until the violence got too bad. Then she worked with the mentally ill population here in the U.S. Now she works with the intellectually challenged, helping them and their families find the resources they need, and she loves it! She says they're the most gentle, loving spirits... <br /><br />Thank you for writing this post -- I'm gonna make sure to share it with my wife.Chris the Hippiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18434819898396611160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-51667494600808495832009-12-18T15:32:30.755-05:002009-12-18T15:32:30.755-05:00Skydad - I think it probably resonates with a lot ...Skydad - I think it probably resonates with a lot of people, but I never say anything and I'm glad I finally did. I look forward to reading your post.<br /><br />Veg - I don't ever want you to feel bad - but I'm glad to give the opportunity to be even MORE creative and hilarious than you already are when hurling insults about stupid people. Can't wait to see what you come up with my dear.The Lady Who Doesn't Lunch:https://www.blogger.com/profile/16435708079953998705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-4235171454427804232009-12-18T14:51:08.181-05:002009-12-18T14:51:08.181-05:00You know, Santa was magical to me when I was littl...You know, Santa was magical to me when I was little and the excitement was tangible at Christmas too, so I'm envious that your sister got to experience that for longer than the rest of us.<br /><br />I also will stop using the word 'retarded' from now on, not that I use it a lot, but still, I do occasionally to describe something that's stupid, and now I feel bad, because you're right. <br /><br />I love your stories about your sister.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-81585967661386788782009-12-18T13:11:26.347-05:002009-12-18T13:11:26.347-05:00Thank you so much for this post, and for sharing y...Thank you so much for this post, and for sharing your hate for the word retard. I also can't stand it.<br /><br />I tried to add something below here, but it is too long, so I will post it myself this weekend.SkylersDadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18264164502733912326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-48636764302134564402009-12-18T12:48:25.335-05:002009-12-18T12:48:25.335-05:00Churlita - Christmas is the one time of year that ...Churlita - Christmas is the one time of year that I'm even just a little bit prone to wishing I had a kid. <br /><br />Like you say, I always thought using the word "retarded" was fine as long as you were speaking about someone who actually is but recently I used it (in the correct context) and someone tsk'ed and shamed me. All the blood drained out of my face and I began to doubt my correctness. Maybe people have taken the correctness issue with the word too far? Either way I felt like the last person who should be corrected for using the word, but it still made me wonder.The Lady Who Doesn't Lunch:https://www.blogger.com/profile/16435708079953998705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-40846353691101362842009-12-18T12:41:35.146-05:002009-12-18T12:41:35.146-05:00I like Christmas now that I have kids. When I was ...I like Christmas now that I have kids. When I was younger, I either spent it by myself or with someone else's family who seemed to pity me. Gross.<br /><br />I will say, my sister worked for a job training program and said using the word retarded is fine if you're talking about someone who is retarded. But using it to describe someone or something you think is stupid is derogatory and wrong.Churlitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05018288474865559384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-3217112479576997712009-12-18T12:30:18.729-05:002009-12-18T12:30:18.729-05:00Beckye - oh god woman those lyrics are killing me ...Beckye - oh god woman those lyrics are killing me - I'm all misted up now too (seriously.) I remember being little and thinking I heard sleigh bells on Christmas Eve and just being crazy with anticipation. I still love Santa Claus and all those old Christmas specials on TV and Christmas carols and colorful lights, and wrapping presents and baking cookies...The Lady Who Doesn't Lunch:https://www.blogger.com/profile/16435708079953998705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963432418989382127.post-16698166831219993332009-12-18T12:16:02.171-05:002009-12-18T12:16:02.171-05:00That's a sweet post and a nice Christmas-time ...That's a sweet post and a nice Christmas-time remembrance of your sister. <br /><br />I'm getting much sappier in my old age. I get very misty when I think about Santa Claus because I try to still believe in him, even though I know he doesn't exist. But the world is such a better place when you still believe he does. I sat and cried the other night watching "Year Without a Santa Claus" during one of my favorite songs, "I Believe in Santa Claus," because the message is just so sweet. Here are the lyrics:<br /><br />I believe in Santa Claus<br />Like I believe in love<br />I believe in Santa Claus<br />And everything he does<br />There's no question in my mind<br />That he does exist<br />Just like love I know he's there<br />Waiting to be missed<br /><br />I believe in Santa Claus<br />But there was a time<br />I thought I had grown to old<br />For such a childish rhyme<br />He became a dream to me<br />Till one Christmas night<br />Someone stood beside my bed<br />With a beard of white<br />"So you're too old for Santa Claus"?<br />He said with a smile<br />Then you're too old for all the things<br />That make a life worth while<br />For what is happiness but dreams<br />and do they all come true<br />Look at me and tell me, son<br />What is real to you?<br /><br />Just believe in Santa Claus<br />Like you believe in love<br />Just believe in Santa Claus<br />And everything he does<br />Wipe that question from your mind<br />Yes, he does exist<br />Just like love you knows he's there<br />Waiting to be missed<br />Just like love I know he's there<br />Waiting to be be missedBeckEyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00119780316809151433noreply@blogger.com