tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post114020511965555073..comments2023-11-02T05:15:12.724-06:00Comments on On Bright Street: Angels can fly because they take themselves lightlyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1144177998314808902006-04-04T13:13:00.000-06:002006-04-04T13:13:00.000-06:00Doug: Intruding? Bah! You're an old friend, are yo...Doug: Intruding? Bah! You're an old friend, are you not? I mean a friend with roots, of course, certainly not OLD as in decrepit . . . ! I hope you like the book. It's a light read--as it should be, I guess--and I digest a little bit of it every day, in the hopes that I can put some of what I'm studying into practice. It helps. I also have a "prescription" from my doctor on my fridge that says I must do something fun every day, and that also helps. Thanks for the thanks . . . this makes us the Mutual Appreciation Society now, eh?Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1143827159682354372006-03-31T10:45:00.000-07:002006-03-31T10:45:00.000-07:00Hope I'm not intruding but I wanted to say "Thanks...Hope I'm not intruding but I wanted to say "Thanks" for the recommendation for "Healing Power of Humor". I'll definitely check it out. It seems to be along the lines of what I'm trying to accomplish with my blog, though I won't know for certain until I read it! :)<BR/><BR/><BR/>~Douglas<BR/>-=-<BR/><A HREF="http://thesplinteredmind.blogspot.com" REL="nofollow">The Splintered Mind</A> - Overcoming Neurological Disabilities With Lots Of Humor And AttitudeD.R. Cooteyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17139544455838967475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140555429105525732006-02-21T13:57:00.000-07:002006-02-21T13:57:00.000-07:00The more we talk about this, the more I want to in...The more we talk about this, the more I want to indulge! To heck with candida! I need some soul food!Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140551006592884062006-02-21T12:43:00.000-07:002006-02-21T12:43:00.000-07:00You know, as a woman originally from South Carolin...You know, as a woman originally from South Carolina, the best thing about grits was that you could have them smothered with butter and maple syrup but they are utterly without calories. That's because they're "special". I'm with Jamie.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140413991792663262006-02-19T22:39:00.001-07:002006-02-19T22:39:00.001-07:00cheddar AND butter, not cheddar buttercheddar AND butter, not cheddar butterGeohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140413943456607342006-02-19T22:39:00.000-07:002006-02-19T22:39:00.000-07:00My favorite way of eating it when I was growing up...My favorite way of eating it when I was growing up "down east" was: with my mom and with lots of chives and stretchy longhorn chedddar butter and a fried egg mixed in. Deadly wonderful. Now that I'm grown I can really get into grits and stinky cheese, or grits and a really good green olive oil and a generous shake of sea salt. I have to lay off grits for a while, but I shall return to them some day.Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140400180266308312006-02-19T18:49:00.000-07:002006-02-19T18:49:00.000-07:00cheese and bacon grits with fresh ground pepper......cheese and bacon grits with fresh ground pepper...gone to carolina in my mind...Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03981388823737554845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140327880574681932006-02-18T22:44:00.000-07:002006-02-18T22:44:00.000-07:00I love you too, James . . . and on the subject of ...I love you too, James . . . and on the subject of grits, here's an FYI from a recent Martha newsletter I received:<BR/><BR/><I>Comfort food, as a term, first appeared in print in 1977 in the Washington Post Magazine. It was used in reference to grits.</I><BR/><BR/>You're preachin' to the choir, Martha! Can I hear a hallelujah?Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140318677677200072006-02-18T20:11:00.000-07:002006-02-18T20:11:00.000-07:00Hey, we had grits for breakfast, girlfriend....And...Hey, we had grits for breakfast, girlfriend....<BR/><BR/>And, re: the final quote here, as they say in Steel Mags, "Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion." --I must be really exhausted A LOT of the time! Love you!!!Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03981388823737554845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140239992011626042006-02-17T22:19:00.000-07:002006-02-17T22:19:00.000-07:00Ah, I think I'd better not, for the sake of delica...Ah, I think I'd better not, for the sake of delicacy, but I will let it lapse long enough to reveal number one of this top ten countdown: <BR/><BR/>1. No grits in the afterlife.<BR/><BR/>And with no further explanation, I winkingly wish you a good night.Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-1140232330504787252006-02-17T20:12:00.000-07:002006-02-17T20:12:00.000-07:00Now you must post it; your public demands it!Now you <I>must</I> post it; your public demands it!Carinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13859567470814286102noreply@blogger.com