tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112908205066997085.post3348323818715162875..comments2023-03-25T14:18:10.916-05:00Comments on the MA'd Goddess: REVOLVING DOORS - BACK TO NEW BEGINNINGSJudith-Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06708910937086828372noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112908205066997085.post-11346143954597956242008-11-22T14:26:00.000-06:002008-11-22T14:26:00.000-06:00Well, I felt like it was time I commented on your ...Well, I felt like it was time I commented on your blog. I'm a bit worried about the "deep mauve" walls, but otherwise I'm sure all will be OK. <BR/><BR/>Thank you for the lovely write-up. I'm glad you have so much faith in me. Also, thank you for all of the years of proofreading my papers and just putting up with me in general. :o) I love you mom!!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112908205066997085.post-78671525268879720382008-11-03T22:53:00.000-06:002008-11-03T22:53:00.000-06:00Mauve, huh? Sounds good to me. It took my parents ...Mauve, huh? Sounds good to me. <BR/><BR/>It took my parents a couple of years to erase my presence from their house, but once they did it, it was complete. "Get your things or we're throwing them out." <BR/><BR/>What's hardest, though, is that my room is no longer even referred to as my old room,. Yes, it is dad's computer room and my brother's old room is the tv room. But it was a liberating Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com