tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post2113809706147596762..comments2023-11-03T07:23:42.866-05:00Comments on Iguana Banana: guilt shmiltIguana Bananahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10784788414256458757noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-74143649145470977212007-11-11T20:03:00.000-06:002007-11-11T20:03:00.000-06:00Okay, I am going to try this again. Blogger ate m...Okay, I am going to try this again. Blogger ate my first comment. (Hmph.)<BR/><BR/>My cousin Dick, the priest, says that guilt is actually longing misplaced. That when we feel guilt (not the criminal kind, but the emotional varitety) it should alert us to what is wanting in our lives. You long for more; you need more. And that is not bad. The key is to find what you are missing and work it Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-60932815299959179922007-11-10T13:42:00.000-06:002007-11-10T13:42:00.000-06:00HAPPY SUCCULENT BIRTHDAY, sweet Ahna!!!I'm so glad...HAPPY SUCCULENT BIRTHDAY, sweet Ahna!!!<BR/><BR/>I'm so glad you were born!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-48894051107438391492007-11-10T13:09:00.000-06:002007-11-10T13:09:00.000-06:00Why do we do that to ourselves, huh? My therapist...Why do we do that to ourselves, huh? My therapist tells me that I'm so much harder on myself than I ever am on anyone else and you sound like you're a member of the same clan. Pretend you are your own best friend; what would you tell yourself?? Treat yourself like the queen you are!Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00691293013547048119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-88586396539890277452007-11-10T10:08:00.000-06:002007-11-10T10:08:00.000-06:00darlin', I know what you're doing wrong. Its so o...darlin', I know what you're doing wrong. Its so obvious, but I'll help you out.<BR/><BR/>Chocolate chip? pssh! Peanut butter, peanut butter cookies will solve your problems! Chocolate chip is a rookie mistake ;)<BR/><BR/>And refrigerating milk is SO overrated!<BR/><BR/>And I consider leaving the leaves on the yard "composting". I'm saving the earth. Every little bit helps!<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR~*Sarah*~https://www.blogger.com/profile/08876619627211367786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-87830866497165398462007-11-09T21:50:00.000-06:002007-11-09T21:50:00.000-06:00This is my first visit to your blog... and I've ju...This is my first visit to your blog... and I've just flashed forward a few years simply by reading the details of your guilt. My child is 2 in a week, and already I've got my own collections of guilt stacking up. I so relate to everything you've said. Love the wry humor. And the candid way you speak your life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-12998316139605748942007-11-09T00:51:00.000-06:002007-11-09T00:51:00.000-06:00Ugh, I know just how you feel. I can't stay away ...Ugh, I know just how you feel. I can't stay away from the dang candy basket...I'm throwing it all away tomorrow. <BR/><BR/>Why can't we be like men in this ONE way? Men think they're awesome if they have the loudest farts. We sit around worrying about dumb things like leaves and dogs and fat butts instead of farting and being awesome. Seriously, if we could just cut ourselves some slack and Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-1919694186134326072007-11-08T13:37:00.000-06:002007-11-08T13:37:00.000-06:00Mmmm. Cookies. Wanna trade some of your black swea...Mmmm. Cookies. <BR/><BR/>Wanna trade some of your black sweaters for the 25 pairs of jeans I have? And I don't like a single pair.<BR/><BR/>I have a fat dog, too.<BR/><BR/>Hope you find more cookies ;)lisa {milkshake}https://www.blogger.com/profile/14989232157165922938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-8079593887225911102007-11-08T00:26:00.000-06:002007-11-08T00:26:00.000-06:00cue Justin Timberlake "Cry me a River, la-la-la" ...cue Justin Timberlake "Cry me a River, la-la-la" kidding, it just popped into my noggin.<BR/><BR/>Don't feel guilty. You're an insanely great mother, wife, and person. Here, have a cookie. It'll make everything better... as will a completely mindless magazine, like US Weekly or something. That's what you need. A dumb magazine, cookies, and a soak in the tub. Ahhh, doesn't that feel better?Caroline C. Binghamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08883064932707416161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-38031759317566548942007-11-07T22:11:00.000-06:002007-11-07T22:11:00.000-06:00Cookies? there were cookies? Where?-DaddymanCookies? there were cookies? Where?<BR/><BR/>-DaddymanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-91212152587570255422007-11-07T21:44:00.000-06:002007-11-07T21:44:00.000-06:00now i feel guilty. and i'm catholic, so you can j...now i feel guilty. and i'm catholic, so you can just imagine.<BR/><BR/>we share a birthday month! happy happy day when it gets here!Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05716215892504806470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-23933023646131977792007-11-07T21:11:00.000-06:002007-11-07T21:11:00.000-06:00Sending big hugs and lots of love! I'd come over i...Sending big hugs and lots of love! I'd come over in my jammies too if I could. And I might even race you to that last cookie. Love, love, love you.. . .https://www.blogger.com/profile/18250552123712604320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906672230051656220.post-32454299997948456452007-11-07T19:43:00.000-06:002007-11-07T19:43:00.000-06:00AND! OhMiGosh! I think we are on the same mood sta...AND! OhMiGosh! I think we are on the same mood stabilizer or something...kinda freaky. I just blogged about my insanely high level of current stress. Guilt is figured in there. Good gracious.<BR/><BR/>Knock it off, woman! Just, plumb, KNOCK IT THE HECK OFF! Do I have to come over there? It won't be pretty! I'm in my jammies...with no makeup. Bit I WILLL come over there and smack some sense into Bethanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17885429348661002781noreply@blogger.com