tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.comments2010-02-09T00:04:28.082+07:00Hirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925la.hirondelle@gmail.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-8620352166187785112010-02-09T00:04:28.082+07:002010-02-09T00:04:28.082+07:00Good. Now you can concentrate on the Canadian dream. It&#39;s much prettier and we have poutine.<br /><br />Good luck, Tracy. Smile and keep that chin up. The world is your oyster and the pearl you dig out of it is gonna be great. (Weird. That just sounds weird.)vyxenhttp://vyxen.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-27258903590185938022010-02-07T15:01:55.098+07:002010-02-07T15:01:55.098+07:00*hugs tight*<br /><br />I know all too well this particular...issue? And you&#39;re right. If it&#39;s meant to be, it will be. Not necessarily easily, but with less problems than you&#39;ve had. I have to believe that. Maybe someday you&#39;ll get to come here, and we&#39;ll get to meet up and I&#39;ll get to give you the huge hug and kiss I&#39;ve wanted to give you for years now. If it&#39;s meant to be.B. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-39710994732281495512010-02-03T00:22:26.457+07:002010-02-03T00:22:26.457+07:00Oh, my Sweetheart. I feel this accutely, I understand too well. I&#39;m so sorry. So very sorry. I love you.Autumnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003554727273501257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-90158175580589608132010-01-27T07:30:10.915+07:002010-01-27T07:30:10.915+07:00*loves*<br /><br />Beautiful bra, beautiful woman, beautiful lesson. I am so happy you&#39;re back to blogging. :)B. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-42189915542345817092010-01-06T15:05:04.350+07:002010-01-06T15:05:04.350+07:00Ooh purdy!B. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-84088389111567774512010-01-02T02:52:05.401+07:002010-01-02T02:52:05.401+07:00I love you and I think that you are amazing.<br /><br />And I love this picture and all that it represents to you and to everyone else who sees it and makes it their own.vyxenhttp://vyxen.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-86396184176811659672009-12-16T14:24:10.487+07:002009-12-16T14:24:10.487+07:00I figured that that was what this picture was representative of. *snuggles tight* I wish there was some way I could be there, even just for five minutes to give you my arms around you and my shoulder to cry on. That you could look into my eyes and see how much I worry about you and how much I wish I could fix it all for you. &lt;3 I do know you&#39;re going to be alright. And I also know that you WILL hold your baby someday. I have faith that this will happen. &lt;3 I&#39;m so proud of how you&#39;ve handled this whole situation, and how you&#39;re coping. It&#39;s a tough time of year for you anyway, then to add this on top I know can&#39;t be easy. Just know I&#39;m here if you ever need or want to vent or blubber or scream or just talk about the weather.B. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-77027169548279178522009-12-15T14:01:55.779+07:002009-12-15T14:01:55.779+07:00I&#39;m sure Hang Dong is very civilised compared to the madness at our end of town. At least we are reasonably quiet during Songkran. Still can&#39;t go out without getting soaked mind you. :DHirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-12258065552333849592009-12-15T07:40:39.181+07:002009-12-15T07:40:39.181+07:00Loy Krathong can be either wonderful or awful, just as you say. it depends on where you are and on the noise level. Here in Hang Dong it was splendid this year, last year slightly more noisy.<br />Regards PerThe Northern Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14028665674897384985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-51707365522970376802009-12-13T17:26:38.968+07:002009-12-13T17:26:38.968+07:00And for this one, no real caption is needed. Just a peaceful picture. I love cats at rest. Even if I would be scared to death to lay where they&#39;re sleeping. lolB. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-91469244822058880712009-12-11T13:26:57.594+07:002009-12-11T13:26:57.594+07:00Oh it does!! I saw this pic a while ago and wondered what the story was...it&#39;s even better than I thought it would be. It IS a house filled with love, and looks so romantic with the little candles glowing. &lt;3B. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-89056909268633708862009-12-08T23:03:55.376+07:002009-12-08T23:03:55.376+07:00Wow, at last I got a comment on this very important post. I love you too Jeremy, thank you for digging this out and commenting.Hirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-6605348542403541882009-12-08T22:44:46.624+07:002009-12-08T22:44:46.624+07:00Reading the old blogs and i just wanted to tell you im soo happy for you 2 and i love yall so much *hugs tightly*DragonsBanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04975472718303441241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-81117696926131138302009-12-07T12:06:54.597+07:002009-12-07T12:06:54.597+07:00Awww, I&#39;m a little jealous. <br /><br />We never celebrated Christmas at home and as such, you couldn&#39;t really have a countdown for it. I always wanted an advent calendar as a kid, but if I ever did get it, it was as a New Year&#39;s present. Which... well, you know. It kinda defeats the purpose or whatever xDMancahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15578179279913448670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-44405838520620546342009-11-11T12:54:37.892+07:002009-11-11T12:54:37.892+07:00@Kim: My Academic Manager post came to the end of my contract, and as we restructured the post changed to Branch Manager which I decided not to apply for. Now I am a part-time teacher - so I haven&#39;t left entirely Phil. Please pass on my regrets to Dr Katt, I would have loved to be his (and your) line manager... but I think I am done with line management. We make the process far too complicated imo.Hirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-67123757678135383972009-11-11T06:03:41.579+07:002009-11-11T06:03:41.579+07:00Why do all the nice people leave the Council?’ I ask, searching for a device stronger than a rhetorical interrogative. <br />I don’t know how I’m going to break this to Dr. Katt; the furry toy who sits on my desk and acts as my chief confidant and councillor. I had promised him you would appear some day, descending on a cloud of reason, to line manage the two of us; rendering justice in this dark city of light. <br />Will the night never end?Phillip Donnellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14014417021620669590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-83716372747869898312009-10-16T21:29:19.320+07:002009-10-16T21:29:19.320+07:00Congratulations, Lovely. Best of luck to you when you take that first step off of the old path and veer onto the new. You&#39;ll rock it out (you always do) - whatever it is! <br /><br />Your last day as Academic Manager, though? Have you quit, or has your job changed? (We really need to have more frequent chats, I think.)vyxenhttp://vyxen.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-8704560277530755872009-10-03T03:11:50.739+07:002009-10-03T03:11:50.739+07:00Yes!<br />... you see what happens when I try to sound positive: an empty silence.<br />But for what it&#39;s worth, I wish you well, and that is all I can do; not being able to know for certain what will happen, or even if I will able to finish this comment before a meteorite dinosaurs us all, but I certainly hope it does (succeed for you, I mean, not the meteorite bit).<br />Sciatica, eh? Yikes! They say it&#39;s hell on Earth. The root cause of the problem, I feel, is moving onto two legs, an evolutionary error, and I suggest a wolfish disposition forthwith. I&#39;ll howl at the moon to change your fortune. <br />Lovely photo too. You look like one of teen students from last year!Phillip Donnellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14014417021620669590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-26679578233212994262009-09-16T13:09:32.375+07:002009-09-16T13:09:32.375+07:00I know so intimately the way you feel...though I&#39;ve lived right here in this town for all but about a year of my life. But having that uncertainty, knowing that someone else has control of your life, your family, your dreams, and knowing that they really don&#39;t give a shit about it is torture. Some days I don&#39;t think about it, other days it nearly crushes me with it&#39;s weight. I HATE IT!!!<br /><br />But I know with enough hard work, enough faith, and belief that I AM worthy of having my dreams come true they WILL COME TRUE. Because I met the man of my dreams (and sometimes nightmares, I ain&#39;t gonna lie) and he lived in CANADA. Me, a backwoods Okie girl. And he left the country he&#39;s so proud of to live here with my three small children and insane family. And we had a baby together. Now we&#39;ve bought a house. This is how things are supposed to be. So I have to believe that the next step in the dream will happen too. <br /><br />You have a lot of the same story, though you had an bigger obstacle to tackle!! Two divorces and an ocean. You&#39;re together, you&#39;re so blissfully in love, and you know where you&#39;re headed. I know it&#39;s gonna happen. For us both. &lt;3B. Nevetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09821894867552487319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-80327981118408124642009-09-14T18:53:32.496+07:002009-09-14T18:53:32.496+07:00Aw it is good to know people can find inspiration even from my maudlin moments Rae - and I like that picture too, having a pussy on your head brings out the best in everyone :D<br /><br />Thanks Gretel, your blogs (yes I am now addicted to both) are my inspiration, a a lovely reminder that the achievement of dreams is hard work and yet a realilty. It is heartening to know that you weathered a storm or two and emerged dancing - beautifully.Hirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-30102899330787761822009-09-14T18:04:06.250+07:002009-09-14T18:04:06.250+07:00Sending you good wishes...I know this is probably going to sound useless, but there were many times in my early years when I thought my heart would break from not managing to achieve the things I wanted to, not least of which was living in the country. I am very blessed now, but I can remember the dark years and how hard I strived, as you are, to get the things I wanted. And it did take many, many years of knockbacks and striving. Hang on in there - things DO get better, eventually.PGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00399585879728373265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-31295914856131471062009-09-14T17:54:40.767+07:002009-09-14T17:54:40.767+07:00Such an inspiring post :)<br /><br />I know that you can do anything you put your mind to. Your wants WILL happen, but waiting for them is the most frustrating thing. It&#39;ll all fall into place when the time is right.<br /><br />I love the picture too :)raekinhttp://raekin.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-51309319891782889582009-09-14T16:11:55.448+07:002009-09-14T16:11:55.448+07:00It is scary - but worrying about it is just another repetitive thought. Also, sitting here... trying to think an original thought - and failing, is very disturbing. <br /><br />So I am trying not to think about it. <br /><br />I suggest you do the same. ;-)Hirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-45671539499069413782009-09-14T14:59:09.986+07:002009-09-14T14:59:09.986+07:00In a world of frightening statistics that must be one of the worst: 90% of our thoughts are repeats! I fear my own figure would be even higher than that, but I am trying to free myself from the cycle of repetitive thought; thus far without much success, but give me another 40 years and I might have got the figure down to 80%.Phillip Donnellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14014417021620669590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2431625292991360355.post-25376885026719390992009-09-13T19:06:55.339+07:002009-09-13T19:06:55.339+07:00I was reading the other day (your comment about repetitive thoughts reminded me Phillip) that 90% of the thoughts we have are ones we have already had. I know I turn the same things over again and again. I have to remember that my thoughts are not me... I am the one who watches the thoughts - and I can do better. :DHirondellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02327546341662619925noreply@blogger.com