tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post620822631356196913..comments2023-10-28T05:33:15.060-05:00Comments on The Writing Playground: When I Grow Up, I Want to be a KidMarilyn Puetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16073134550080890157noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-58983240901017643252011-02-04T16:41:35.912-06:002011-02-04T16:41:35.912-06:00Julie - that's another great one. Exercise is ...Julie - that's another great one. Exercise is called "playing" and you don't even know it's good for you!Andrea Laurence AKA Smarty Pantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518751514879244662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-91172634361616786232011-02-04T16:36:43.614-06:002011-02-04T16:36:43.614-06:00This was in American literature, although I have n...This was in American literature, although I have no idea why. He had us keep a notebook all year to write poetry about whatever we were feeling, then we turned it in quarterly. Mine were mostly ridiculous. It was waaay better than reading Emerson and Thoreau, though. Bleh.Andrea Laurence AKA Smarty Pantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518751514879244662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-53750852222803824952011-02-04T16:19:58.068-06:002011-02-04T16:19:58.068-06:00And what the hell is self-awareness poetry anyway?...And what the hell is self-awareness poetry anyway?Problem Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01456049865200737618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-52320856534763474012011-02-04T16:19:04.435-06:002011-02-04T16:19:04.435-06:00Five is a good age. You firmly believe you can do...Five is a good age. You firmly believe you can do anything. Sing? Yep! Dance? Yep! Draw? Yep! The world is your oyster!Problem Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01456049865200737618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-89483809178118153072011-02-04T15:20:44.908-06:002011-02-04T15:20:44.908-06:00Lord that was too funny. What a way to finish off ...Lord that was too funny. What a way to finish off my afternoon.<br /><br />Yes, if I was 5, I would have my sister to play with, oh what fun.<br /><br />Right now I am in a good place, living near my sisters & mom, my own 1 level garden home and I can take naps whenever I want to, i.e., yesterday school let out early, napped from 4 - 6 pm, went back to bed at 9 pm and slept until 5:30 am this morning. Yeah!<br /><br />Have a great weekend everyone.robertsonreadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09030659336161679069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-8591923794563718082011-02-04T14:22:36.687-06:002011-02-04T14:22:36.687-06:00Too funny. And oh, so true. As someone who just ...Too funny. And oh, so true. As someone who just spent two days doing taxes/books for my writing business, I'm definitely for going back in time.<br /><br />One thing I'd add--when I was 5 I got a heck of a lot more exercise! I never really liked naps too much when I was little, but I'd sure love one these days.:(<br /><br />Julie Miller<br />www.juliemiller.orgJulie Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13822178840729355383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-57086547354862289242011-02-04T11:43:53.523-06:002011-02-04T11:43:53.523-06:00I must be in my second childhood -- I take a nap e...I must be in my second childhood -- I take a nap every afternoon! )And I don't feel guilty at all!)PM's Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10589041787489100928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-25983947841247868652011-02-04T11:16:12.757-06:002011-02-04T11:16:12.757-06:00Great post SP! Too funny!
Being five again would ...Great post SP! Too funny!<br />Being five again would be pretty cool. But I'm not much of a napper so I would just skip that part. If I ever do take a nap, I seem to wake up feeling worse than I did before I took it. But I would love to play with paper dolls again! Getting a new set of paper dolls was the best!Sherry Werthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03411488573654323096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-7017789130762095542011-02-04T08:09:29.138-06:002011-02-04T08:09:29.138-06:00I about spewed my coffee a few times!!! You are so...I about spewed my coffee a few times!!! You are so funny. Lord, have mercy.<br /><br />I think 5-7 might be good ages. Happy times! If I had to go back to a certain point, I'd go back to 20. There are so many things I'd do differently, mostly just cut myself some slack. :) But I guess you have to gain that knowledge before you can see where you should have applied it.<br /><br />See -- I'm not funny at all. :( That's why its good to have SP around!<br /><br />AngelAngelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17010424240956906870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-65112410608065430422011-02-04T07:22:13.575-06:002011-02-04T07:22:13.575-06:00LOL -- love the list. When I was five I cut my own...LOL -- love the list. When I was five I cut my own hair. I thought it was awesome, but pictures tell another story. :-) <br /><br />You know, I don't understand why employers don't understand the importance of the nap. My dad is a rocket scientist. Literally. Retired, now, but he's told me many times that when he got stressed at work he would sometimes put his head on his desk and take a ten minute nap. It clears the head, gives you a chance to mentally and physically regroup. After a big writing day, I sit in my recliner and just konk out. My brain needs that break. I contend that a forward-looking employer would *encourage* fifteen to twenty minute naps for their employees. In the name of productivity, of course. <br /><br />LJLinda Winstead Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09870355400804918712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-66080301097747130022011-02-04T06:53:59.989-06:002011-02-04T06:53:59.989-06:00First, let me say how appalled I am that any porti...First, let me say how appalled I am that any portion of your junior year was wasted on "self-awareness poetry." The job of a school is to TEACH. REAL. STUFF.<br /><br />Santa Claus was real. I looked cute in curls. I didn't have boobs. But the best thing about being five was living in my imagination. Wait -- I still do that.Maven Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01191207825985417403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-21110475982040008132011-02-04T05:21:21.816-06:002011-02-04T05:21:21.816-06:00I thinking being 5 again sounds pretty great. Espe...I thinking being 5 again sounds pretty great. Especially if I don't have to go through puberty again. I love naps too. I really think I could be much more productive in the afternoon if I was allowed to take a nap right after lunch.mslizalouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05346608035190326136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-81772200152393325342011-02-04T04:56:39.510-06:002011-02-04T04:56:39.510-06:00See, the point is to stay five. You couldn't p...See, the point is to stay five. You couldn't pay me to go through jr high again.Andrea Laurence AKA Smarty Pantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518751514879244662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-42392036259623487562011-02-04T00:21:14.474-06:002011-02-04T00:21:14.474-06:00I am laughing so hard over your list. It's so...I am laughing so hard over your list. It's so true though.<br /><br />It's tempting to want to go back but I've worked too hard to get where I am and have no desire to live through puberty or menopause again. ::grin::Playground Monitorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07444337591281145863noreply@blogger.com