tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2250327881833503609.post4427591619444909432..comments2024-03-08T22:30:14.194-09:00Comments on Finnskimo: The Fab Life...Finnskimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796494092961147276noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2250327881833503609.post-28489649605638221292009-09-30T09:22:38.767-08:002009-09-30T09:22:38.767-08:00Ariigaa :)Ariigaa :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2250327881833503609.post-52927453386794683472009-09-30T07:32:30.917-08:002009-09-30T07:32:30.917-08:00...now you dit it!..I'm hooked on your posts. ......now you dit it!..I'm hooked on your posts. Your have given me a look into you life that is almost embarrassing. I feel like I know you because of your honesty. If I may, can I continue to read..I'm anonymous because I don't have an account but I'll get one....eddie walkoczy (on facebook)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2250327881833503609.post-19765053685717698012009-09-29T13:54:51.812-08:002009-09-29T13:54:51.812-08:00Luckily, we have a plane...
that's really funn...Luckily, we have a plane...<br />that's really funny how you wrote that so non-challantly (sp???).Mommy Missionaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13181846130612614265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2250327881833503609.post-2279970066692287232009-09-29T12:40:38.186-08:002009-09-29T12:40:38.186-08:00I used to hate winter. With. A. Passion. I was a b...I used to hate winter. With. A. Passion. I was a beach/summer/90 degree girl all the way. I used to whine and complain "Why wasn't I lucky enough to be born in Louisiana, where not only is it hot, but it's muggy, too?" Yeah, nuts, I know. Now. But back then, when I only weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet, that was me. Now, a few years, a few (?) pounds, later - I love winter. Why? Because if you can't get rid of it, you might as well find ways to love it. I look at it now as "the dark half of the year" when people in Celtic countries used to look to the cold, dark nights indoors as a gift of time - time to create, time to make things, time to work on projects, time to be with their families, time to cook good foods. I love the way you've done the same thing - and explained it in almost the same way. It makes you feel better, good even, about something you just have to live with anyways. You might as well CHOOSE to be happy, right? <br />Oh, I forgot. I also discovered mushing, and winter dogsled races to follow on the internet and get excited about and look forward to. That makes the winter pass LOTS faster for me, too! Yay for dogs and dogsledding!!!Dog Hair in my Coffeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11905926891842422113noreply@blogger.com