tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5158112018214983762.post4077892076549354937..comments2023-07-16T09:27:23.139-04:00Comments on Once in A Blue DC Moon: Independence Day, indeed.bluemoonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17824559705320935052noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5158112018214983762.post-47612529667856520832011-07-07T08:57:05.346-04:002011-07-07T08:57:05.346-04:00@Tracy: I hear you on that, too-sometimes the quie...@Tracy: I hear you on that, too-sometimes the quiet is good, sometimes it will drive you mad, LOL. I found the idea of being home alone on the 4th was actually worse than the reality of it. Once the evening began I was mostly fine!bluemoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17824559705320935052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5158112018214983762.post-78275713591527803932011-07-06T23:34:46.987-04:002011-07-06T23:34:46.987-04:00Oh, no worries! I keep in mind he's clearly n...Oh, no worries! I keep in mind he's clearly not the same person ... or the person I thought he was - back to that whole Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde discussion we've had a few times! Didn't have a particularly bad 4th of July, just a quieter one. Sometimes I like that, sometimes I don't.Tracy and Noahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04698898949057537290noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5158112018214983762.post-8679827275989146562011-07-05T23:49:30.088-04:002011-07-05T23:49:30.088-04:00Yeah, some changes don't feel so good, even if...Yeah, some changes don't feel so good, even if you know logically you're better off. Sometimes it's just lonely, and there's no way around that. I should have called!bluemoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17824559705320935052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5158112018214983762.post-10802732309810812852011-07-05T22:55:18.296-04:002011-07-05T22:55:18.296-04:00Yeah, the 4th definitely isn't the same for me...Yeah, the 4th definitely isn't the same for me either. Last year, my mom and Rusty were here to keep me busy ALL DAY LONG. They got here before lunch, and we worked around my house all day. Rusty left at dinner time, and Mom and I shopped and cooked for Noah's party the entire night. <br /><br />This year, at least, N was home. We bummed around the house, went to see "Cars 2" and ate left-overs in the backyard before the neighbors invited us to watch their fireworks for 20 minutes. His bedtime, then me left to think about how I wasn't hanging out with all our friends and my husband during another Sill Hill 4th of July. Eh. What can you do?Tracy and Noahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04698898949057537290noreply@blogger.com