tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395555111688403818.post7474887308039146221..comments2023-10-20T09:06:02.756-07:00Comments on MY COUNTRY LIFE: ramblingDonna. Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18393352099473686196noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395555111688403818.post-25640254679102430312004-11-10T06:11:00.000-08:002004-11-10T06:11:00.000-08:00What about the horse that was with Blue when you b...What about the horse that was with Blue when you bought him? You had mentioned that they seemed to be pals. Would that horse still be available?<br><br>I have a pair of grey kidskin gloves that I love because they are not lined and are perfect for grabbing hold of the cold steering wheel in the winter. They have the imprint of my fingers in them and are no longer grey but a sort of dirty-yuk color and once I had absently mindedly put them in the glove box. Who ever puts gloves in the glove box? I had a fit till I found them. I drove with no gloves rather than wear woolen ones or ones with linings.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395555111688403818.post-52143345280579914552004-11-10T17:26:00.000-08:002004-11-10T17:26:00.000-08:00I have always said....doesn't cost a dime to d...I have always said....doesn't cost a dime to dream.....!!!!!! and Mo those are interesting stories about your keepsakes.....I cannnot say I have or ever had anything of that nature....guess that comes from being in the Army and moving so much...didn't have space or weight to keep too much....oh well...like I say...interesting stories.....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395555111688403818.post-66786200958663120152004-11-10T22:39:00.000-08:002004-11-10T22:39:00.000-08:00Most of the prized possessions I valued are gone b...Most of the prized possessions I valued are gone because I left them behind to my parents who only valued memories of my two sisters. Oh well. I am rather attached to a jeanjacket from 1987 that is tattered and worn beyond recognition. A few years ago I put it on -- and was saddened by how small it had become on my big frame. I tossed it on one of the chairs where it became an instant attraction to my big, fat feline. She loves to sleep on it. I now value it more just because she likes it. I get a very warm feeling remembering the good times I had at KU while wearing it -- and I get a very warm feeling looking at Joan curled up and enjoying it now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395555111688403818.post-71839143317389258662004-11-12T22:07:00.000-08:002004-11-12T22:07:00.000-08:00Yes, I do. It's a handwritten note that was l...Yes, I do. It's a handwritten note that was left on my refrigerator one morning by my first husband many years ago that reads: "Sam, Sam, I love you. Without you life would be dull, there would be no sunshine, no rain, no snow, no wind, no bullshit. All my love, all my life, Sherman" Now, ain't that something!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395555111688403818.post-22101101316297973762004-11-13T09:19:00.000-08:002004-11-13T09:19:00.000-08:00I love this entry! I am such a pack rat. I have ma...I love this entry! I am such a pack rat. I have many many things I can't bear to part with...favorite books from my childhood, an old jewlery box, stuffed animals. It's endless. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com