tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post115273313588002541..comments2024-01-17T18:26:38.217-06:00Comments on Redneck Diva: That's what friends are forRedneck Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152808976003314972006-07-13T11:42:00.000-05:002006-07-13T11:42:00.000-05:00Oh, man, the Student Council election; I had block...Oh, man, the Student Council election; I had blocked that from my memory. In the history of jerkwad moves, that ranks in the top 10, methinks.<BR/><BR/>Like RJ, most of the really close friends I have were from college, having lost touch with just about everyone I knew in high school after graduation . . .minus the occasional run-ins with Wyandottians who attended OSU, although outside of Delinda (who I had about 4 classes with and who was in the English club with me) most of those amounted to the usual surface "Hi, how's it going, that nice, gotta run" sort of conversations. It's only been in the past few years that I've reconnected with anyone from the high school years, and even then it's only been a handful, most of whom are online in some form or another.Cap'n Neurotichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15697751381139006839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152796212109600352006-07-13T08:10:00.000-05:002006-07-13T08:10:00.000-05:00Wow, loved this post! The friends I have were mad...Wow, loved this post! The friends I have were made in college. I moved so much as a kiddo, my friends were always left behind. I have some great ones now, but at 55 it is just not quite the same...lots of luggage and locks!<BR/>Keep those friends close...<BR/>RJRJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06929281139047325369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152763616405358812006-07-12T23:06:00.000-05:002006-07-12T23:06:00.000-05:00"crap buddie"That's a riot!"crap buddie"<BR/>That's a riot!Staciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14433280494103750395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152760288907988572006-07-12T22:11:00.000-05:002006-07-12T22:11:00.000-05:00Water is flowing freely from my eyes!! Geez what a...Water is flowing freely from my eyes!! Geez what a great end to a long day!!!!! Thanks!<BR/>Christy "crap buddie"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152747641308511922006-07-12T18:40:00.000-05:002006-07-12T18:40:00.000-05:00Love you, Babe.Love you, Babe.Staciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14433280494103750395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152737303616336772006-07-12T15:48:00.000-05:002006-07-12T15:48:00.000-05:00Wow. Honey that has to be one of the best posts I...Wow. Honey that has to be one of the best posts I have read. Like EVER! I guess it really hit home with the funeral bit and all. Because this past Saturday I had to bury my grandma. And guess who was there? My bestest bud from high school. She cried with me, hugged me and gave me a tissue. Then afterward she took my kiddo to her house for a sleepover. <BR/><BR/>Thank you for this post. It was awesome.GERBENhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02287735475277628279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1152734638946168112006-07-12T15:03:00.000-05:002006-07-12T15:03:00.000-05:00Having seen your bangs in that band-directing phot...Having seen your bangs in that band-directing photo that you posted for me, I agree that bangs bigger than yours were quite an accomplishment.<BR/><BR/>Loved your friendship stories. Would you believe that I started a post kind of like this yesterday, and trimmed it down to just the getting friends stuff? We are on the same wavelength, methinks. By cracky, I even had the pants-peeing! Maybe in a few days I'll rework it.<BR/><BR/>Wayne's World, huh? My friend Bean and I spoofed 'Phil Donahue'. Because we are from another generation.<BR/><BR/>Rebecca says she has discovered my location. Don't bet the farm on it. I'll have the hot tub heated, because we love to heat it 24/7/365, according to Union Electric. I'll even throw a fresh hairwad in it for you, just before I fall asleep in the recliner.<BR/><BR/>One of these days I'll track you down. Branson, perhaps.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.com