tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post114911590198027761..comments2023-09-11T23:57:00.520-05:00Comments on Velvet Sacks: Greetings from the infirmaryLinda@VShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1149207350324405232006-06-01T19:15:00.000-05:002006-06-01T19:15:00.000-05:00Patsy: At least you were honest about your intent...Patsy: At least you were honest about your intentions to lie.<BR/><BR/>Noel: Laryngitis was a GREAT idea! Seems like more people would have thought of that.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1149179697887804152006-06-01T11:34:00.000-05:002006-06-01T11:34:00.000-05:00Have we all done that at least once? Starting in ...Have we all done that at least once? Starting in school? I remember in high school I always told the teacher I had laryngitis so I wouldn't have to speak in "Speech Arts" class. One day I brought in a note for first period "Speech Arts" from my mother telling the teacher I couldn't make my speech that day because I had laryngitis. I had the same teacher for English class. The teacher called on me in English class to read something and I gestured that I couldn't speak. She told me to try anyway and I opened my mouth and nothing came out! Really, I really had laryngitis! I croaked my way through a few sentences and she said okay that was enough. She never asked me again to speak in class if I had a note. I still remember that and see it in my mind's eye because I guess it was such a whopper!<BR/><BR/>Noelnan16https://www.blogger.com/profile/16273247335538935934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1149164970945570522006-06-01T07:29:00.000-05:002006-06-01T07:29:00.000-05:00glad you are better, told a person at work one tim...glad you are better, told a person at work one time if i felt to tired i would call in sick, she said you mean you would lie? i said Yes.<BR/>I figure if she thought she wouldn't she was the biggest liar of all because she would lie to her self.patsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698348452802053572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1149131099296963592006-05-31T22:04:00.000-05:002006-05-31T22:04:00.000-05:00Thanks, Janet. Ah-ah-ahhh-AAAAHHH-CHOOO! 'Scuse ...Thanks, Janet. Ah-ah-ahhh-AAAAHHH-CHOOO! 'Scuse me. Hope your firewall protected you from THAT!Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1149124153012204372006-05-31T20:09:00.000-05:002006-05-31T20:09:00.000-05:00Austin, it's from a poem I wrote (it's in green pr...Austin, it's from a poem I wrote (it's in green print just below the blog title). I think of "velvet sacks" as soft, safe places to hold precious things(i.e. memories, etc.).<BR/><BR/>By the way, I've really been enjoying your journal; just haven't opened an account yet to be able to leave comments.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21612081.post-1149122954685457442006-05-31T19:49:00.000-05:002006-05-31T19:49:00.000-05:00yes, they picked up what you had. it was called th...yes, they picked up what you had. it was called the lie bug. lol<BR/><BR/>what does the name of your blog mean, velvet sacks??<BR/>AustinAustin of Sundriphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15871002467496943145noreply@blogger.com