tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8232925697620699106.post4323275293559478185..comments2023-10-02T02:42:20.522-07:00Comments on Molly's Musings: Good FridayMolly Danielshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8232925697620699106.post-22100356157987411582008-03-22T05:30:00.000-07:002008-03-22T05:30:00.000-07:00Wendy! Glad you stopped by!Not bad...picked 10 ou...Wendy! Glad you stopped by!<BR/><BR/>Not bad...picked 10 out of 16:)Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8232925697620699106.post-12821030356888987782008-03-21T22:07:00.000-07:002008-03-21T22:07:00.000-07:00Molls,I had forgotten about the hula hoops! Your ...Molls,<BR/><BR/>I had forgotten about the hula hoops! Your memory is remarkable. Happy Easter!<BR/><BR/>W.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8232925697620699106.post-24491020653576550232008-03-21T19:46:00.000-07:002008-03-21T19:46:00.000-07:00Not doing as well today...it's 10:44 and I'm 7 out...Not doing as well today...it's 10:44 and I'm 7 out of 12 so far...<BR/><BR/>Hi Ashley:)Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8232925697620699106.post-4942541118035724272008-03-21T11:00:00.000-07:002008-03-21T11:00:00.000-07:00I just started reading Donna Grant's Prince of Lov...I just started reading Donna Grant's Prince of Love published by TEB.<BR/><BR/>When I was a kid, we spent Easter lunch with my dad's family. My cousin Denny and I loved grandma's macaroni and cheese and her cheery pie. She picked the cherries from her own tree. I helped her pick cherries several times. I loved doing that with Grandma.<BR/><BR/>Then we spent Easter dinner with my mom's family. I used to play with my second cousins who were closer to my age than my first cousins who were ten years and more older than me. We usually got relegated to a kids table which I hated. We'd go outside if the weather was nice and try to catch some of the wild cats that lived under her house. Or we'd play at Grandpa's picnic grove on the other side of his lake.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03534849962517743534noreply@blogger.com