tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570844311000919097.post8301940763413266793..comments2022-10-27T05:25:03.423-07:00Comments on freesparrow: Being Tara (for a day or so)freesparrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09973350656721946221noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570844311000919097.post-65465614302875993052010-08-31T17:54:20.268-07:002010-08-31T17:54:20.268-07:00At the moment, I'd like to be a connoisseur of...At the moment, I'd like to be a connoisseur of chocolate and some more of that first wine we tasted. Other times I'd like to be a connoisseur of waffle fries dipped in ranch. Or sweet tea. <br />Or general happiness.<br />I'll pass on the sea slugs.Hello, I'm Emily Clare.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07086906046918821263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570844311000919097.post-30518989893492632042010-08-31T15:15:54.038-07:002010-08-31T15:15:54.038-07:00Oooh, good choices. I have always been a fan of bl...Oooh, good choices. I have always been a fan of blimps, personally. I'd like to be able to fly one, though I really don't think I'd care to be an expert blimp pilot. I could handle a single visit to the cockpit. I have always been curious about the hobby of mixing one's own perfumes. I think I'd make a mess of it. In college, I used to wear jasmine oil instead of perfume. I'd dribble it all over my wrists and reek through the halls. I was very cool back then. <br /><br />I almost mentioned my mother and her plants in this post, and then I didn't. Thank you for correcting my omission, Jenny. I'll let her know of your appreciation.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00875722204958974822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570844311000919097.post-48066119923952030842010-08-31T15:14:18.317-07:002010-08-31T15:14:18.317-07:00Molly,
It's good to hear your voice. I can im...Molly, <br />It's good to hear your voice. I can imagine you talking while I read this. <br />By the way, I think it was Tara who was always the last one to talk at a sleepover. Always the night owl. <br />I would want to be a connoisseur of plants/trees/gardening like your mother. I love her yard and always have. Tell her hi for me!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570844311000919097.post-5201096064807547262010-08-31T06:27:09.366-07:002010-08-31T06:27:09.366-07:00Molly is everywhere! I'd choose perfume. Does...Molly is everywhere! I'd choose perfume. Does that count? When I grow up I want to smell as good as Michelle Skram, and have everyone recognize me for my lovely scent.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570844311000919097.post-57815237303767691252010-08-30T20:39:25.470-07:002010-08-30T20:39:25.470-07:00Hot air balloon rides! I'd want to collect ae...Hot air balloon rides! I'd want to collect aerial views of farm lands and compare differences in wicker basket lounging benches. Did I just expose my lack of experience in hot air balloon rides? <br /><br />Also, boobs are like bags of sand.Bethanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04994653210211508703noreply@blogger.com