tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post7001193668501375820..comments2023-10-21T05:30:37.737-04:00Comments on Snapshot: Thank You, Mrs. Ma'amAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03789250398792504412noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-85060723749656214422008-03-28T08:48:00.000-04:002008-03-28T08:48:00.000-04:00Too funny! I could picture the whole scene, especi...Too funny! I could picture the whole scene, especially the part where you were probably standing there with a huge smile that suddenly faded into a smirk of "Yeah, I guess so. We could be BFFs, I'm sure"...accepting your fate. :) He he he!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-7457093022723191012007-03-16T23:08:00.000-04:002007-03-16T23:08:00.000-04:00Great story:) I used to be the college kid staying...Great story:) I used to be the college kid staying in people's homes. <BR/><BR/>:) Yes sometimes it's hard to figure out what to say. <BR/>But they sound like nice guys:) Too cute about your last comment;)Malissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05702937945776101158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-51223667868753221712007-03-12T16:23:00.000-04:002007-03-12T16:23:00.000-04:00We did the same thing several years ago, and house...We did the same thing several years ago, and housed 2 young ladies. It was a blessing for us! And, of course, we enjoyed the concert tremendously.GiBeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03717697386035335817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-49298421475971375202007-03-11T11:50:00.000-04:002007-03-11T11:50:00.000-04:00I'm afraid fifteen years really does make a big di...I'm afraid fifteen years really does make a big difference, Jennifer. Let me tell you, THIRTY years makes a HUGE difference. LOL<BR/><BR/>Even in this medium, blogging, I'm constantly compared to people's moms. I finally figured out it's meant respectfully and really, I'm 56, so I just had to get over myself. :-)Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13078572615133867629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-11295917938793364472007-03-10T22:20:00.000-05:002007-03-10T22:20:00.000-05:00That last part made me laugh. I am moving that di...That last part made me laugh. I am moving that direction as well. I graduated from college "only" 13 years ago, but the chasm is widening so quickly now. I do think it might have to do with my oldest being just as tall as I am, ad using lots of "product" in his hair, too.jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00520626821125707591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-68837307760140188952007-03-10T10:45:00.000-05:002007-03-10T10:45:00.000-05:00Jennifer,To make you feel even more mature, I thin...Jennifer,<BR/>To make you feel even more mature, I think of you differently than I did a few years ago. I can remember what I was like at your age and you were a child.<BR/>All of you 30 somethings have a few wrinkles and character in your faces.<BR/>LoveAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-21866695483948750912007-03-09T17:27:00.000-05:002007-03-09T17:27:00.000-05:00LOLIt's so weird. And I am much older than you ar...LOL<BR/><BR/>It's so weird. And I am much older than you are, but I have the same strange feeling of being viewed by some as much older than I am. I don't see that much difference between me and the young ones, but ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-8707687495536060532007-03-09T17:18:00.000-05:002007-03-09T17:18:00.000-05:00I am not old. One would say that it just your per...I am not old. One would say that it just your perception but you guys are all commenting on your age and graduating from college in the 90's.<BR/><BR/>Oh God I am OLD. I graduated from high school in 1981. I finally finished college in 1988.<BR/><BR/>When I was 20/21 I had the opportunity to travel around the world with a group called 'Up With People'. I was a singer and a dancer (actually someone picked on personality not on talent) The organization did this because bottom line you had to like people.<BR/><BR/>I lived with 95 families in one year. My host families weren't always english speaking.<BR/><BR/>You were talking about beds and such. One of my fondest memories of this time was sleeping in a sauna in the backyard of a house in Falshipping, Norway. (spelling here?) <BR/><BR/>It was their only space. It was the dead of winter (lots of snow) It made you think twice about going to the bathroom in the middle of the night--Who wants to dress in their winter coat, put on mucklucks, mittens and a hat to go to the bathroom?!<BR/><BR/>I also lived with one family that took 5 girls and gave us 1 king size bed, that was it. <BR/><BR/>In Sweden, my host dad gave me his catch from the North Sea (100 shrimp...Have you ever eaten shrimp at 2 in the morniing by breaking their back, breaking off their legs and sucking out the insides?<BR/><BR/>My host dad in Germany made me a duck at 1:00 in the morning. I don't mean duck I MEAN THE WHOLE THING! Head, Bill everything.<BR/><BR/>My host families were always so gracious so I always felt I had to eat what was given to me. <BR/><BR/>I can honestly say that 'Blood Sausage' is not my cup of tea but a favorite in Germany.<BR/><BR/>It was nice of you to open your home up and it will be a memory for you and your family for years to come. How long has it been since 1984-1985? What a memory!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-43881118895721983552007-03-09T16:11:00.000-05:002007-03-09T16:11:00.000-05:00I have to say that this post brought a tear to my ...I have to say that this post brought a tear to my eye because I know exactly how you are feeling. I graduated from college in 1994..13 years ago. (like Big Mama) I still can't believe it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-25834290973443795682007-03-09T15:20:00.000-05:002007-03-09T15:20:00.000-05:00Ha - too funny!! Good for you for opening your ho...Ha - too funny!! Good for you for opening your home, I'm sure they did appreciate it. But yes, as we (gracefully) get older, we're more mom-types and less cool-types. Sigh...Katrina @ Callapidder Dayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06502432103160398620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-71514090093962089022007-03-09T14:47:00.000-05:002007-03-09T14:47:00.000-05:00I know how you feel. I always say things like "wh...I know how you feel. I always say things like "when I graduated from college a few years ago..." umm, yeah, that would be 13 years ago.Big Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05569418470773215304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-85356986215619997512007-03-09T13:56:00.000-05:002007-03-09T13:56:00.000-05:00That young guy sounds sort of sweet, though. My br...That young guy sounds sort of sweet, though. My brothers use more product than me, so yeah, guys ARE higher maintenance now!Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-3018231809923159212007-03-09T13:08:00.000-05:002007-03-09T13:08:00.000-05:00Hi Jennifer, wow I'm impressed that you took in fi...Hi Jennifer, wow I'm impressed that you took in five men....sounds like they'd give me a run for my money on the hair product situation....lol.<BR/><BR/>You are too funny...I know exactly what you mean :)<BR/><BR/>LauraLaurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15867964298149410340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-41420681797805021112007-03-09T12:56:00.000-05:002007-03-09T12:56:00.000-05:00That was a hilarious story to me! Good for you for...That was a hilarious story to me! Good for you for being so brave to have 5 young men sleep in your house. I can't decide if I would pick men or women. I think you're onto something with the bathroom time thing!<BR/><BR/>And yes, I think that I am at that crossroads now with teenagers where they think of me as older now. It is a little disconcerting, but I've accepted it. I think that is better than trying to act like a teenager when you should be acting like an adult.<BR/><BR/>Good post!heidi @ ggiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05245994200237421760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-6829160860153329842007-03-09T12:50:00.000-05:002007-03-09T12:50:00.000-05:00So funny! Isn't it strange how we seem to slip in...So funny! Isn't it strange how we seem to slip into the world of grown-ups without noticing the transition? Then someone calls you Ma'am and it snaps you right out of your youthful delusion!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-1349650633418627562007-03-09T12:49:00.000-05:002007-03-09T12:49:00.000-05:00I love the young man's comment. He sounds like a g...I love the young man's comment. He sounds like a guy who wouldn't mind sleeping on the floor, with mismatched socks and shirt for a pillow.L.L. Barkathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13333960142447144678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24945617.post-20602061768493321442007-03-09T11:16:00.000-05:002007-03-09T11:16:00.000-05:00That last little "unspoken motivation" made me lau...That last little "unspoken motivation" made me laugh!Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11470283761189392205noreply@blogger.com