tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14378513.post8819885858854469818..comments2023-10-09T10:23:57.734-07:00Comments on the diary of mrs x: Being Someone ElseMrs.Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03312157459870523116noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14378513.post-14032162438585275622007-01-31T22:14:00.000-08:002007-01-31T22:14:00.000-08:00Believe me, if it wasn't for my kids, I doubt that...Believe me, if it wasn't for my kids, I doubt that I would be able to do it at all. More than anything, I don't want them to be <i> me </i> when they grow up! At least not this part of me.Mrs.Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03312157459870523116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14378513.post-34642292021851073512007-01-31T19:17:00.000-08:002007-01-31T19:17:00.000-08:00I'm glad that it went well and you didn't implode....I'm glad that it went well and you didn't implode. I'd still like to see you around. ;0) And you're more brave than me! I have no idea if I'll be able to do the things you've done since I won't even do them w/o kids!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14378513.post-65010894754494099352007-01-31T17:23:00.000-08:002007-01-31T17:23:00.000-08:00Wow, I'm impressed. I'm awful at those things, to...Wow, I'm impressed. I'm awful at those things, too - well, just about anything where I have to talk to someone, in person. At work I have a different persona, and have no trouble being in charge, being confident. But ask me to drop off the Girl Scout Cookie sheet? Terrifying. I made my daughter go with me! The scary thing is, the older I get, the worse this affliction becomes. Good for you for forcing yourself to not become the cat lady. You are brave.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14378513.post-5734667873374468632007-01-31T02:22:00.000-08:002007-01-31T02:22:00.000-08:00I think you are brave.
Glad it went well.I think you are brave.<br /><br />Glad it went well.Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13158409505328990008noreply@blogger.com