I love my journals. It's fun to read back through them and remember. Want to know what I have written in them? You can get a clue here.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Dear Dairy
I love my journals. It's fun to read back through them and remember. Want to know what I have written in them? You can get a clue here.
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9 comments:
Hee hee hee...too cute! Wish I'd kept a dairy. This blog is my first serious attempt at record keeping. =)
hi jen:
you're so cute. it has meant a lot to me to treat my blog as my journal much of the time since i started in april. come share something so meaningful with me? wrote this today. from the heart. meant a lot to me to do this. take care dairy girl, kathleen
Ha, I love the Dairy thing. In Junior High when I began my serious obsession with keeping a journal, I always started with "Dear George." I'm not sure why I felt I had to be writing to a person, or why that person had to be male (!) but then I was a bit strange in Junior High. Maybe George was a cow.
Kimberly, do you think you'll print out your posts and save them?
Hi Grateful! I'll be sure to stop by.
Julie Q., you crack me up!
I had a "dairy" dream last night—maybe I'll blog it.
I enjoyed sharing childhood with you. Mom gave me a journal with a lock. The code was "HA" My children have enjoyed reading my journals, and have pointed out more than once sketchy entries. I referred to one boy as a turkey head. It feels good to progress. I have not thought anyone was a turkey head in years.
I always signed mine "Toodleloo". I remember really thinking until I came up with that signoff too.
Oh and 90% of my "dairy" entries were inspired by a crush on a new boy, to my husbands endless amusement.
There are a flock of mispronounced words around here, I grew up thinking it was "salivatte" rather than "salivate" or "foilage" v. "foliage" Blame it on my mom :)
I was sophisticatedly European for some BIZARRE reason. :) I called my diary "dear Comrade"
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