tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post5493300713378435047..comments2023-11-13T02:00:52.653+11:00Comments on life's free treats: An Evening in Paris, & Winning Post Chocolates.meggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-53741775558883330842008-07-01T09:59:00.000+10:002008-07-01T09:59:00.000+10:00ah, meggie, it is beautifully warm here in my litt...ah, meggie, it is beautifully warm here in my little pie-shaped corner of the world!<BR/>That post reminded me of my younger brother. He is a person who never ever seems to get on top of things and never seems to do anything about it either.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-33931219693450732642008-06-30T22:33:00.000+10:002008-06-30T22:33:00.000+10:00I too would watch my Mother 'put on her face' ... ...I too would watch my Mother 'put on her face' ... but my mum loved everyone watching her! "An Evening in Paris" what a lovely name for a perfume!!! Sorry I have not been around ... too wound up in my own 'business'.Kelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06291201967272241281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-41318646104290482362008-06-30T09:53:00.000+10:002008-06-30T09:53:00.000+10:00Meg I have put a photo on my blog today that is fo...Meg I have put a photo on my blog today that is for you. It's things you have recalled here.<BR/>Hugs from Ali.<BR/><BR/>PS Liz and Brian are back and came for lunch last week.I told them about your family.Ali Honeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12671890094425941272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-6480965928139832382008-06-28T08:04:00.000+10:002008-06-28T08:04:00.000+10:00'Evening In Paris' perfume and 'Tangee' lipstick. ...'Evening In Paris' perfume and 'Tangee' lipstick. Yessss... And was the 'Tangee,' that which went on clear, and became an individual pink, on the wearer? Or am I thinking of some other kind?<BR/><BR/>Yes, some people do seem born with a 'kick me' sign on their backs. That poor man, brought up not well, and not wanted, may have been doomed by his childhood. And kept choosing women, who would continue the trend of semi-abuse.<BR/><BR/>Mari-Nanci<BR/><A HREF="http://smilnsigh.blogspot.com/" REL="nofollow">Smilnsigh</A> blogsmilnsighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17207943167502354530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-14216678827137234282008-06-28T05:06:00.000+10:002008-06-28T05:06:00.000+10:00Dear Meggie,My mother wore Evening In Paris too. I...Dear Meggie,<BR/>My mother wore Evening In Paris too. I still have one of her bottles. My Father gave it to her. <BR/>I remember her lipstick too, a soft pink. My mother wore hats.<BR/>Sunday church our get dressed up time. <BR/>Thank you for your stories. I was taking a break from the heat and humidity. You have cold wind...I have hot heavy air.... your stories take me away.<BR/>SherryQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02473455565144414399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-33637824213832694432008-06-28T00:25:00.000+10:002008-06-28T00:25:00.000+10:00Hmm you've tapped into a rich vein here. Mothers' ...Hmm you've tapped into a rich vein here. Mothers' treats: I recall L'Aimant and Black Magic. Or was it just that she made it easy for dad to give her treats? I must ask my daughters one day if they have any such impressions of me..<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the tips on my blog about using herbs! Yes, much more use of herbs in salads, great idea.Frankofilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01735463685466184020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-64568692415036964722008-06-27T20:31:00.000+10:002008-06-27T20:31:00.000+10:00Lots of memories evoked here, Meggie.I pause and w...Lots of memories evoked here, Meggie.<BR/><BR/>I pause and wonder how one person can attract so much misery, such a sad and troubled existence.Mrs. Goodneedlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07453388163219666450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-43288470320000500172008-06-27T11:49:00.000+10:002008-06-27T11:49:00.000+10:00Not heard of Winning Post Chocolates, perhaps they...Not heard of Winning Post Chocolates, perhaps they didn't have them in UK. My Mum's favourite was Black Magic made by Rowntree. Also I can remember her wearing Tweed perfume. She used to put her hair in pins every night and in the morning would stand in front of the mirror with a head full of tiny 'kiss curls'(she called them). <BR/>Glad you liked Jorja's jumper, I'm trying to get a photo of her wearing it. Her mother says that she has worn it once and loves it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-79647710198397251602008-06-27T11:23:00.000+10:002008-06-27T11:23:00.000+10:00Oh what a sad story Meg I so feel for the poor man...Oh what a sad story Meg I so feel for the poor man. No i agree it is not even nor fair. Some people seem to attract lots of bad things without doing anything wrong. Makes life hard to understandMarjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17458942200244031009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-12771800356447419862008-06-27T09:33:00.000+10:002008-06-27T09:33:00.000+10:00You took me back Meggie! I used to love to see my ...You took me back Meggie! I used to love to see my mother all dressed up to go out for an evening. She wore the really red lipstick though, which always seemed so unnatural to me. When I started going to dances she urge me to wear some but I preferred pale pink. Now, I don't wear any............much better!<BR/>That poor guy. Life does seem unfair sometimes.....mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-37174141464213722082008-06-27T09:20:00.000+10:002008-06-27T09:20:00.000+10:00I remember Evening in Paris. It seems the little c...I remember Evening in Paris. It seems the little cobalt blue bottle also had a tiny tassel. Do you remember that?<BR/><BR/>I didn't have my ears pierced until I was a mother of 3, either!<BR/><BR/>Sad story about the young man. I've known people like that. It seems they can never catch a break!<BR/><BR/>PatPAThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12891387278850772808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-75778012593549513382008-06-27T06:20:00.000+10:002008-06-27T06:20:00.000+10:00That poor bloke! I really hope his luck changes an...That poor bloke! I really hope his luck changes and he finds happiness with some one during his later life.<BR/><BR/>Evening In Paris! My Mum wore that too.Maggie Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06183886005936250976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-49906199048461397292008-06-27T02:39:00.001+10:002008-06-27T02:39:00.001+10:00Thanks for this post Meggie, you have reminded me ...Thanks for this post Meggie, you have reminded me of just how much I use to love watching my mum get ready to go out and how I loved the smell of her perfume too!<BR/>KimxRagged Roseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08339985100168927169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-69231239122824087422008-06-27T02:39:00.000+10:002008-06-27T02:39:00.000+10:00Thanks for this post Meggie, you have reminded me ...Thanks for this post Meggie, you have reminded me of just how much I use to love watching my mum get ready to go out and how I loved the smell of her perfume too!<BR/>KimxRagged Roseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08339985100168927169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-37081281058640749322008-06-27T01:42:00.000+10:002008-06-27T01:42:00.000+10:00You've taken me back. I agree with you regarding o...You've taken me back. I agree with you regarding overindulgence spoiling treats. Maybe there's a lesson in there about increasing enjoyment of life - don't overdo it on luxuries so much that we get jaded and quit appreciating them.<BR/><BR/>Your story about the young man is clearly drawn (as always) and heartbreaking. I wonder if there are those who, by genetics or rearing, are incapable of drawing their feet back and giving life a kick in the seat of the pants. My experience is having to say, at some point, "I don't deserve this treatment, but I am the common factor in all of these experiences. I should try changing something, maybe a lot of things, to see what happens."Tanya Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15919250829858831002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-91819656886123198342008-06-27T00:13:00.000+10:002008-06-27T00:13:00.000+10:00This was a great post Meggie. Felt like I'd settle...This was a great post Meggie. Felt like I'd settled back in the chair by the fire, with the hands warming around the hot Milo drink as you told these wonderful tales, me nodding, foot tucked under and "Mmm"ing all the while. Had this conversation today,'why good people suffer s'@#t'. When my husband's adolescent students whine away with the "it's not fair" he always states "Life's not fair." So often its not.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-86238987016134839132008-06-26T23:26:00.000+10:002008-06-26T23:26:00.000+10:00Yes, some people do seem to attract misery and dis...Yes, some people do seem to attract misery and disaster for no reason. I have a friend who is lovely and just meets one man after another who treats her badly. <BR/><BR/>I do wonder though if there is something about them that causes it - or makes it more likely. Maybe the rest of us just don't attract the type of people who these poor people do? I have always been lucky in finding good souls.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-11511809950905338872008-06-26T19:55:00.000+10:002008-06-26T19:55:00.000+10:00My gran used 4711. Even seeing the bottle in the s...My gran used 4711. Even seeing the bottle in the shops makes me think of her. I also used to watch my mum get ready to go out, my 2 daughters sprawl on the bed watching me get ready to go out...sometimes they even try to pick out my clothes and the 10 year old often offers to do my make up (something I haven't been brave enough to agree to yet!).<BR/><BR/>Such a sad story of that young man; I worked with a guy once whose wife left him one day while he was at work. he got home to find a note, a mug and the TV all that was left.The Sagittarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05513045101496737031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-78600981993345566442008-06-26T19:24:00.000+10:002008-06-26T19:24:00.000+10:00Oh boy - that poor fella ! What kind of person is...Oh boy - that poor fella ! What kind of person is he? You know how some people are so hangdog in themselves they just seem to attract this kind of stuff!<BR/><BR/>My mother used to wear a perfume called "Blue Grass." I can still smell it too!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08578720378832806483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-68527674226807729232008-06-26T18:05:00.000+10:002008-06-26T18:05:00.000+10:00I feel for that 'almost'young' man. Life really is...I feel for that 'almost'young' man. Life really isn't fair sometimes, but I hope that someone who can love as much as that will find someone who can love him back just as much!Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00098708210972869491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-90329022230904991682008-06-26T16:02:00.000+10:002008-06-26T16:02:00.000+10:00Beautiful memories of your mother, Meggie. And the...Beautiful memories of your mother, Meggie. And the story of 'Mrs Balls' toilet - very funny!Jellyheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05344630172173199819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-76165144279144534552008-06-26T14:01:00.000+10:002008-06-26T14:01:00.000+10:00Your winter wind would have felt so good here toda...Your winter wind would have felt so good here today. Really hot and dry here. Even the grass feels crunchy underfoot.<BR/><BR/>It does seem as if some people are born with that dark cloud over their head. They tend to go from one drama to another... all sad.<BR/><BR/>I love when you write about your memories of your mom. I felt as if I were sitting on that bed with you watching her dress up...ancient onehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12996555276368371467noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-35410988458462387722008-06-26T12:57:00.000+10:002008-06-26T12:57:00.000+10:00I have known people like the young man you describ...I have known people like the young man you described. It does seem that certain people spend their whole life going from one sh*t storm to the next. <BR/><BR/>Windy weather in the winter bothers me too. It makes it feel so much colder.Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12325465720003721471noreply@blogger.com