tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post7593606322387561540..comments2023-08-26T08:08:27.767-04:00Comments on The Hungry Little Caterpillar: Got It Goin' On (Contest #1)Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13102363251376084521noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-69632149570312411652009-09-01T12:15:43.205-04:002009-09-01T12:15:43.205-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-42940419274881797912008-06-10T09:47:00.000-04:002008-06-10T09:47:00.000-04:00Hmmm,, physically I like my hair. Since having kid...Hmmm,, physically I like my hair. Since having kids I've gained a lot of body (on my head and butt!!) it sits nice without really having to do much.<BR/><BR/>I also love to cuddle my kids before getting them out of bed. I love rubbing their backs in the morning and talking about silly things and giggling. Having this with my kids is my favorite part of myself!!Irish Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11057732017469807596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-5038207967572680402008-06-05T14:04:00.000-04:002008-06-05T14:04:00.000-04:00Before I go into what I like about myself, I wante...Before I go into what I like about myself, I wanted to tell you that you are worth it. We are all worth it. Even if all of us out in blogland met and hated each other, we are still worth every bit of it!<BR/><BR/>Physically, I love my eyes. Whether they look green, gray, blue, ice blue, bloodshot (ok maybe not so much bloodshot). I have awesome eyes and they don't hide my feelings. I know this because I have tried. My eyes are the window to my soul. <BR/><BR/>PS Sounds like you have a pretty awesome hubby...does he have any brothers? LOLThinking Thinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573669924131900914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-62177724047746285842008-06-05T10:44:00.000-04:002008-06-05T10:44:00.000-04:00I posted about this topic a couple weeks ago - htt...I posted about this topic a couple weeks ago - http://wvsooner.wordpress.com/2008/05/19/answer-2-to-ask-me-anything/ but I want to change my answer. I like the fact that I have learned that loving others doesn't mean I can's also love myself. And I am not talking about being mean or uncompromising, but I am worth being treated with respect even during the worst times, my opinions and feelings also count, etc.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-68984506293666736112008-06-05T09:30:00.000-04:002008-06-05T09:30:00.000-04:00Oh, I am just a tiny bit weepy with the beautifuln...Oh, I am just a tiny bit weepy with the beautifulness of this. I mean...wow.<BR/><BR/>And I'm stunned at the parallels going on here, and still wonder if perhaps we're sharing a brain. My blog post today is about being thankful for me...sort of goes right with this. But I haven't a clue how to put a link in a comment or if you even can, so...<BR/><BR/>If I had to say why I deserve it...I guess I'd say because I'm willing to work for it. And if I had to pick a reason why I'm beautiful, I guess I'm going with my eyes, which I used to hate but I've learned are very expressive, and my shoulders. Strength training and yoga are great for shoulders.<BR/><BR/>But I think beautiful really comes from inside, so I think the real answer is just that I really care about other people. Sometimes I wish I didn't...but I do. :-)<BR/><BR/>Have an amazing day...you ARE beautiful, and definitely worth it.<BR/><BR/>V.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-34975850641895533782008-06-04T15:21:00.000-04:002008-06-04T15:21:00.000-04:00Ok, Lynn, here goes:I like my freckles...I really ...Ok, Lynn, here goes:<BR/><BR/>I like my freckles...I really do! When summer hits and I have more sun on my face, I get more freckles. As a child, I remember people teasing me, you know, connect the dots, etc. but I always knew they made me stand out. <BR/>When I started wearing make up, my mom would search for foundations and creams to try to cover them. She had a friend who got on to her for such nonsense. (She too had freckles) <BR/>I have been thru many phases, heavy, thinner (NOT THIN!), pregnant, not, sunburned, pale...but my freckles are always with me. I guess you could say, thru "thick and thin"!<BR/>:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3380136761770650017.post-69209033327865501092008-06-04T12:35:00.000-04:002008-06-04T12:35:00.000-04:00This has been up for half the day, and no one has ...This has been up for half the day, and no one has commented yet? I've been checking back every couple of hours, waiting to see what other people are saying, and so far there's not so much as a, "I'm not participating, but you go girl!" comment? Or "I'll get my post up tomorrow!"<BR/><BR/>Funny, isn't it, how hard it is to say something nice about yourself. Is it because we're trained to be modest, or do we really hate ourselves that much?<BR/><BR/>Okay, I'll break the ice and take this challenge.<BR/><BR/>I have the most gorgeous eyes.<BR/><BR/>I hated -- <B>hated</B> -- them, once upon a time. Back in high school, when I was thin and proud of my figure, I hated my eyes. I wanted green eyes, like my best friend's. (Or better yet, her brother's. Green with gold flecks. Rawr.)<BR/><BR/>But then this weird thing happened where random people -- many of them complete strangers -- would suddenly stop and blink twice and say, "You have really lovely eyes." And one day I actually looked at them, and you know what? I really do. They're pale blue, almost silver, and that thin outer ring is so dark it makes them almost look metallic. They shift color with my moods (subtly, not like Thomas's, which are amazingly cool because they change so strikingly it's like watching paint being thrown on a window) and though my eyelashes aren't as long and thick as Lynne's, my eyes are very expressive. My vision is quite good, too -- I wear glasses, but that didn't happen until after college, and I can still function without them for hours at a time if I want to (though I pay, afterward, with a splitting headache).<BR/><BR/>Both times I was pregnant, Chris hoped that the children would inherit my dimples. Me, I wanted them to get my eyes.<BR/><BR/>My eyes are beautiful, and I love them.<BR/><BR/>--CarolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com