tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post7225481895819984893..comments2023-04-17T04:29:29.950-07:00Comments on Mary Quite Contrary: Chapter 11, Page 14 It falls to herBrigidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03796317915330760325noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-70651123010663969612011-06-18T17:11:06.238-07:002011-06-18T17:11:06.238-07:00@Journo: Wow. Well, at least she's still aroun...@Journo: Wow. Well, at least she's still around.Brigidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03796317915330760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-53272120458934032592011-06-18T14:26:59.331-07:002011-06-18T14:26:59.331-07:00@Brigid: I heard it was a big one. Not too sure th...@Brigid: I heard it was a big one. Not too sure though since I wasn't around at the time.Journo-SEALhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11866634620603048178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-11659786357734714072011-06-17T09:08:51.467-07:002011-06-17T09:08:51.467-07:00@Journo: A handy trait, if somewhat dangerous in s...@Journo: A handy trait, if somewhat dangerous in such cases. (I'm hoping it was a fairly minor earthquake.)Brigidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03796317915330760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-39193703006365008742011-06-17T08:20:02.715-07:002011-06-17T08:20:02.715-07:00My mom is kind of the same. I remember she once to...My mom is kind of the same. I remember she once told me she slept through an earthquake.Journo-SEALhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11866634620603048178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-50585340091076027652010-08-03T12:26:46.119-07:002010-08-03T12:26:46.119-07:00@Dan: LOL! I can imagine. Though I remember being ...@Dan: LOL! I can imagine. Though I remember being intensely disappointed that the bat hadn't visited my room. At least while I was conscious. (I take after Dad. Wild elephants could move in next door and I wouldn't notice.)Brigidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03796317915330760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-22099449424309098882010-08-01T23:08:09.799-07:002010-08-01T23:08:09.799-07:00You know, the bit about chasing bats out of the ro...You know, the bit about chasing bats out of the room takes me back to when I was about 10 or 12 years old and woke up to my Mom standing over me, frantically trying to swat a bat out of the air with a broom.<br /><br />My brother and I slept with a loaded baseball bat and tennis racket, respectively, for the next week.Dan (AKA Croatoan5376@Yahoo.com)noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776337855337523166.post-12607729490884781262010-07-29T16:38:33.212-07:002010-07-29T16:38:33.212-07:00:D:DBrian H. Gillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13209697542675181894noreply@blogger.com