tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105432749747104284.post9163232593921187767..comments2023-09-27T01:23:35.214-07:00Comments on Knitting Linguist - The Year of the Magpie: GiftsKnitting Linguisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06289230533275408343noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105432749747104284.post-79561341482291302812007-10-03T20:14:00.000-07:002007-10-03T20:14:00.000-07:00Popping my head up after what seems like an eterni...Popping my head up after what seems like an eternity of not getting personal computer/blog time.<BR/><BR/>I so need alone time! Especially after being with people. Last weekend I was thrilled to learn that other cabin mates wouldn't be arriving at the retreat I attended until the next day. A whole cabin all to myself for the entire night and a day!<BR/><BR/>I like your usage of contralateral and pace. I could picture Kia trotting along in those forms. I don't believe I've ever seen a dog pace.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105432749747104284.post-67321860146773267812007-09-24T16:53:00.000-07:002007-09-24T16:53:00.000-07:00Hurray for the walk--and your conversations about ...Hurray for the walk--and your conversations about Kia (also the name of my friend's Boston terrier) are powerful reminders of how much we all miss our dog Fenway--the first anniversary of his death at age 15 is approaching and I still feel something missing every time I walk in the front door. More on the tummyache?? I may fret, too.Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06025212419444729424noreply@blogger.com