tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post7421541549892951738..comments2024-02-04T04:40:23.122-08:00Comments on Harlequin Heartwarming: Celebrating grandmothers and good friends!Pamela Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-26907321926549728942015-05-09T11:10:17.308-07:002015-05-09T11:10:17.308-07:00I love this post! I think you hit the nail on the ...I love this post! I think you hit the nail on the head :) I would also have to add that guys have it much easier then we do. They let themselves go so early lol. Looks like you girls had a great time!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-62253193472872306422015-05-08T09:14:42.354-07:002015-05-08T09:14:42.354-07:00Thanks, Amy. Oh, the questions we would ask..... ...Thanks, Amy. Oh, the questions we would ask..... I dabble in genealogy and so wish I could have just 30 minutes with some of the ancestors!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-42475587218766936932015-05-08T09:13:31.676-07:002015-05-08T09:13:31.676-07:00Awww....this brought tears to my eyes. Makes me w...Awww....this brought tears to my eyes. Makes me want to fly to Texas and hug my little grandson.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-57182263892198989232015-05-08T09:12:56.431-07:002015-05-08T09:12:56.431-07:00There is no greater compliment than being the &quo...There is no greater compliment than being the "fun grandma". You must have a ball with those kids!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-45930931152118660372015-05-07T20:55:38.994-07:002015-05-07T20:55:38.994-07:00Your posts always make me smile, Kristine! I love ...Your posts always make me smile, Kristine! I love it. I had one red-headed grandmother and one who went white. I have such fond memories of both of them. They were both nurses who spent much of their lives doing for others. I often wish they were here so I could ask more questions I didn't think to ask when I was younger. I wonder what they would have thought of me becoming a writer. I hope Amy Vastinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10370234907973582544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-81249310486839963282015-05-07T10:50:59.890-07:002015-05-07T10:50:59.890-07:00This is a great post! It brings back many happy m...This is a great post! It brings back many happy memories of my grandmothers. My mother-in-law however was the queen of the house dresses.<br />How do I want to be remembered? I want my grandchildren not to remember me so much for what I wore as how much I loved them. I want them to remember climbing in my lap to read to them. I want them to remember making cookies with me. Mostly I want them Shirleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12073683584054956121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-53505261298852115622015-05-07T10:29:03.451-07:002015-05-07T10:29:03.451-07:00This post is a hoot! Too funny, Kristine. I never ...This post is a hoot! Too funny, Kristine. I never knew my paternal grandmother who died long before I was born. My grandfather remarried but I was a toddler then and don't remember much except his second wife was sweet and I loved her. My maternal grandmother died when my mom was only eight months old. Her stepmother was a career woman and a great role model. She only wore a housedress (or Leigh Rikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09614965296068207696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-35741364331054965972015-05-07T09:31:37.035-07:002015-05-07T09:31:37.035-07:00Margaritas ease the embarrassment of wearing a hou...Margaritas ease the embarrassment of wearing a house dress. :)<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-57239438146459418522015-05-07T09:31:02.869-07:002015-05-07T09:31:02.869-07:00Wow! What a treasure!Wow! What a treasure!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-91432344212707549472015-05-07T09:30:46.182-07:002015-05-07T09:30:46.182-07:00I'm sorry, Gail. I hope you have pictures of ...I'm sorry, Gail. I hope you have pictures of both grandmothers so you can keep them close.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-10055573479430153802015-05-07T09:29:41.892-07:002015-05-07T09:29:41.892-07:00Everyone but me has a serious garden, but I do lov...Everyone but me has a serious garden, but I do love to can and make jam. My apron is X-rated, though. These friends of mine are world travelers and gourmet chefs, too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-9500207902238670752015-05-07T09:28:07.107-07:002015-05-07T09:28:07.107-07:00We've been partying for 40 years together. :)...We've been partying for 40 years together. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-77550026101202721532015-05-07T09:27:33.394-07:002015-05-07T09:27:33.394-07:00Yep. For about $12 you too can look gorgeous!Yep. For about $12 you too can look gorgeous!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-72865526033431929802015-05-07T09:26:47.140-07:002015-05-07T09:26:47.140-07:00Thanks, Loree. My grandmothers were very, very di...Thanks, Loree. My grandmothers were very, very different from each other but both so important in my life.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-14974726985621454802015-05-07T09:25:26.091-07:002015-05-07T09:25:26.091-07:00If you are ever in Idaho, Laurie, bring your house...If you are ever in Idaho, Laurie, bring your house dress!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14467763685088439163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-3267417633654497542015-05-07T08:31:53.284-07:002015-05-07T08:31:53.284-07:00What a wonderful, reminiscing post. Never had a gr...What a wonderful, reminiscing post. Never had a grandmother but my husband's mother and all the aunts looked exactly like your photos! Except for the margaritas. lol. Patricia Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03382033674042021556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-80216422729653823052015-05-07T08:19:17.828-07:002015-05-07T08:19:17.828-07:00I loved the post, Kristine! My grandmother would h...I loved the post, Kristine! My grandmother would have loved that I'm a writer. I still have the one and only manuscript she wrote - a romantic suspense on the cliffs above Monterey, CA.Melinda Curtishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07008876199054404069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-70175055970952925592015-05-07T07:12:28.655-07:002015-05-07T07:12:28.655-07:00I never met my mother's Mother. She died years...I never met my mother's Mother. She died years before I was born. My dad never met her either, but he said that everyone he talked to always said she was a beautiful person. Very loving and giving. I did get to know my dad's Mother. She was a great lady, but we never got to visit much.I miss her too because she passed away on Christmas day om 2005.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06942570021719754856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-25705141498793214722015-05-07T07:05:23.155-07:002015-05-07T07:05:23.155-07:00Kristine, love the post. It's really food for ...Kristine, love the post. It's really food for thought about the "good ol' days". When I grew up moms and grandmothers raised gardens, spent all day cooking it seemed, they spent hours in the hot summers canning and making jelly and jams. They wore aprons, too. Your housedresses are pretty stylish. And you guys are having way too much fun. I think that's really the differencerozdennyfoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506701706951201107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-56925466039221606332015-05-07T06:26:26.787-07:002015-05-07T06:26:26.787-07:00I loved this. What fun parties you must have!I loved this. What fun parties you must have!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-8015752528855632412015-05-07T06:14:07.882-07:002015-05-07T06:14:07.882-07:00LOL, I didn't know Walmart sold house dresses....LOL, I didn't know Walmart sold house dresses. My gramma wore them.<br />Pamela Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05834270662017246137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-40163069537043455912015-05-07T05:07:03.531-07:002015-05-07T05:07:03.531-07:00What a fun post, Kristine! Thanks for the beautifu...What a fun post, Kristine! Thanks for the beautiful memories. My grandmothers and great-grandmothers (and Larry's, too) were just like that! Here's hoping your Thursday is wonderful!Loree Loughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16301137461076730218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442063056672240555.post-43257363297987648142015-05-07T04:46:04.685-07:002015-05-07T04:46:04.685-07:00I absolutely adore this post, and the pictures!! ...I absolutely adore this post, and the pictures!! All I can say is I have a picture of my late grandmother that looks EXACTLY like the lady in the green house dress. She sat just like that with knees apart and everything. She was the quintessential grandmother and she earned and deserved the right to wear a house dress and sit as comfortably as she wished. I'm not sure what's wrong with Laurie Ihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09393553707193848649noreply@blogger.com