tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post1388970379919099496..comments2024-03-16T08:31:08.514-07:00Comments on Welcome Words: Alternate UniverseMartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-90856533245851637332015-06-18T06:25:43.911-07:002015-06-18T06:25:43.911-07:00I could live in that little apartment! That last ...I could live in that little apartment! That last paragraph about the waitress makes me laugh. I'm sure you were kidding but I would have never had the nerve to even eat there. Can you imagine how out of place I would have looked! :)Henny Pennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05958386938311591314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-36886839372694238702015-06-18T00:26:28.778-07:002015-06-18T00:26:28.778-07:00I love that two layer deck, imagining the view fro...I love that two layer deck, imagining the view from there is doing my head in.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-51498921272407125992015-06-17T16:45:16.105-07:002015-06-17T16:45:16.105-07:00He is a busy guy! I cannot imagine living in a ho...He is a busy guy! I cannot imagine living in a house with that close of neighbors or in that neighborhood...but it takes all kind...and if that was hot tea I would have asked for sugar or honey:)Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-12748646590748910022015-06-17T16:29:35.345-07:002015-06-17T16:29:35.345-07:00I think sons do not keep a close relation with hom...I think sons do not keep a close relation with home. I rarely see my sone and see my daughter every second year. My daughter lives in Chicago and my son lives a 1000 miles away.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-56723858678129748262015-06-17T15:08:17.346-07:002015-06-17T15:08:17.346-07:00Yes. I understand completely.Yes. I understand completely.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-1687680552296666022015-06-17T15:07:51.946-07:002015-06-17T15:07:51.946-07:00You hit the nail on the head. He LOVES this house....You hit the nail on the head. He LOVES this house. Thank God his girl friend, who grew up in a nice suburban neighborhood, is happy there.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-88168398171540192862015-06-17T15:07:01.716-07:002015-06-17T15:07:01.716-07:00Yep. Is it just plain desire to see those grandkid...Yep. Is it just plain desire to see those grandkids or the worry that you'd better get out there and see them because they change so fast? At 41, my son has pretty much gelled.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-69067024003387739912015-06-17T15:05:22.045-07:002015-06-17T15:05:22.045-07:00Hey, I'm here for you, Steve. It's all par...Hey, I'm here for you, Steve. It's all part of the service we offer here at Welcome Words.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-56899938845335999052015-06-17T15:04:43.901-07:002015-06-17T15:04:43.901-07:00Oooo. Some serious food envy going on here.Oooo. Some serious food envy going on here.Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-40943683152676370452015-06-17T15:04:10.943-07:002015-06-17T15:04:10.943-07:00He's a real Renaissance guy. Can you tell that...He's a real Renaissance guy. Can you tell that I'm proud of him?Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-23476312248096282292015-06-17T12:15:05.023-07:002015-06-17T12:15:05.023-07:00I can't explain the son vs daughter deal. Bot...I can't explain the son vs daughter deal. Both of mine live on my property and I see my daughter at least twice a week. My son? maybe once or twice a month, sometimes longer between..and sometimes my "seeing" him is as he drives out on his way to work. Coloring Outside the Lineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15289093479063221765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-31263473906138030532015-06-17T10:13:40.084-07:002015-06-17T10:13:40.084-07:00If he someday moves into a bigger different house,...If he someday moves into a bigger different house, this will always be his favorite.Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-49342325048887322972015-06-17T07:51:52.127-07:002015-06-17T07:51:52.127-07:00well, when in Rome, right? My neighborhood in the...well, when in Rome, right? My neighborhood in the city went through gentrification and now it is so trendy and expensive only rich white people can live there. I much preferred the mixed race, mixed age working class neighborhood it was for most of the time I lived there. It was families, not single up and comers or married no kids. Now when these young people have kids they move elsewhere because there is no place for children to play now. no yards, only expensive lot line houses. we sold out last summer. and speaking of seeing children. I see my daughter and grandkids much more often than I see my son and his wife who have no kids and they bother live the same distance away. it's the grandkids I think that makes the difference.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-18703279022539093792015-06-17T06:40:27.898-07:002015-06-17T06:40:27.898-07:00I like the deck! Sometimes a small living environm...I like the deck! Sometimes a small living environment is optimal, especially when someone's as busy as your son. The trendy veg restaurant sounds good too. (And you reminded me to tell Dave to get olive oil at the supermarket -- LOL!)Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-71955871689486140072015-06-17T06:20:44.465-07:002015-06-17T06:20:44.465-07:00I can sure relate to the trendy restaurant in a ch...I can sure relate to the trendy restaurant in a changing neighborhood. My daughter owns one, and has been part of the change for the last fifteen years. One perk is I can go to lunch with her in all the restaurants she knows any time I want.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970111941968077431.post-92094444678626247082015-06-17T05:39:17.832-07:002015-06-17T05:39:17.832-07:00Hahaha! Intimidated by the waitress? I've been...Hahaha! Intimidated by the waitress? I've been there, too. Your son sounds like he's a very busy guy and that might be why you see so little of him. Talented, too. :-)DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.com