tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post115760099467627225..comments2024-02-24T03:24:24.785-05:00Comments on writing as jo(e): Quietjo(e)http://www.blogger.com/profile/01488562158252331555noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1158064619290680892006-09-12T08:36:00.000-04:002006-09-12T08:36:00.000-04:00I'm already missing having my kids here. I watch...I'm already missing having my kids here. I watch the clock to see when they will be arriving. Tonight Miranda will be late. Rehearsals have started early this year. Monty Phyton night is a month away.<BR/><BR/>Nathan loves school and goes to bed earlier.<BR/><BR/>So the house gets noisey then quiets down quickly.<BR/><BR/>What am I going to do when Miranda goes off to university?Silver Creek Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15062404159303618655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157838168506492322006-09-09T17:42:00.000-04:002006-09-09T17:42:00.000-04:00Ah, I'm reading this on Friday, which means it's a...Ah, I'm reading this on Friday, which means it's already lively again!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157741235268742062006-09-08T14:47:00.000-04:002006-09-08T14:47:00.000-04:00Hope you are making out ok. The whole street here...Hope you are making out ok. The whole street here, that for the last two months has been full of laughter and cheers is silent. The windows are open and I hear nothing. It is really a little creepy. At the same time, it gears us up for the silence that is winter around here.BeachMamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17936777379292996065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157657143377772222006-09-07T15:25:00.000-04:002006-09-07T15:25:00.000-04:00By "Shaggyhairboy" I of course meant Boy in Black....By "Shaggyhairboy" I of course meant Boy in Black.<BR/><BR/>FireAntYourFireAnthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03428838843235292696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157657080844302952006-09-07T15:24:00.000-04:002006-09-07T15:24:00.000-04:00You know what's funny? My house is normally so no...You know what's funny? My house is normally so noisy that both my older kids made the same comment about living in a college dorm: "It's so quiet in the dorms." I think they might be the first two kids to ever find college dorms quiet. It's all relative.<BR/><BR/>This morning in the daytime, I found myself enjoying the quiet. It's the first time I've been alone in the house since the end of last April.jo(e)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01488562158252331555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157656812066860132006-09-07T15:20:00.000-04:002006-09-07T15:20:00.000-04:00I'll check you in a week and see how long it took ...I'll check you in a week and see how long it took you to adjust to the lovely quiet. I wonder if ShaggyHairBoy has adjusted to college, or if he misses the quieter noise of home. Or if he knows that he brought part of that quieter noise to college with him to add to the already pretty huge noise here. Myself, I have always loved a quiet to begin a pretty noise in, a song, a sound in the back of my throat, a longing gonging, a whistle in amongs the shuffling of papers in a roomful of women, a loora-loorahhh.....YourFireAnthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03428838843235292696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157648770625855082006-09-07T13:06:00.000-04:002006-09-07T13:06:00.000-04:00I know what you mean. Our highschoolers returned ...I know what you mean. Our highschoolers returned to school about a month ago, and the noise and the pace have picked back up. The beginning is very weird.Yankee, Transferredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06627693160131161133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157644849662519362006-09-07T12:00:00.000-04:002006-09-07T12:00:00.000-04:00Thanks for the reminder that should I treasure my ...Thanks for the reminder that should I treasure my noisy house.ccwhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319415763862282537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157642042538187702006-09-07T11:14:00.000-04:002006-09-07T11:14:00.000-04:00{{{{jo(e)}}}}{{{{jo(e)}}}}Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157635680266753152006-09-07T09:28:00.000-04:002006-09-07T09:28:00.000-04:00my kids just started this morning. They left the h...my kids just started this morning. They left the house about 40 minutes ago. And already, it's striking how quiet the house is. I love how you put it: <I>we are listening to the quietness and feeling a little sad.</I>Chiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01503422107908380716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157630147626527832006-09-07T07:55:00.000-04:002006-09-07T07:55:00.000-04:00When my son moved out, it was quiet. His friends ...When my son moved out, it was quiet. His friends were in and out all the time, and I never knew if they were coming to visit him, hang out in my living room and eat my food, or just to check on me for him. Even after he moved away, his friends came and would still drop by if I lived in our home. That empty feeling never really goes away. I'm sure With a Why will fill the house. He seems a lot like his older brother. Don't toss out the extra bedding just yet.zelda1https://www.blogger.com/profile/04212809913449846878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157630093745036892006-09-07T07:54:00.000-04:002006-09-07T07:54:00.000-04:00Today is the first day for us. It's odd to have Sn...Today is the first day for us. It's odd to have Snowman (also a 10th grader) out of the house already this morning. And soon The Princess leaves for her first day of Middle School. Our college boy is far away and busy and we miss him a lot. Sigh.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08235049965406944684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157626032049538362006-09-07T06:47:00.000-04:002006-09-07T06:47:00.000-04:00We, too, can identify, Jo(e). We still hear from o...We, too, can identify, Jo(e). We still hear from our student, who is settling in at York U. in Toronto. And sometimes, we hear phantom whispers, the ghosts of conversations she and Em had over the year, that linger afterward in the air.Peterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16052081819882002321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-1157602407467086772006-09-07T00:13:00.000-04:002006-09-07T00:13:00.000-04:00I'm in a similar place right now - I'm hoping the ...I'm in a similar place right now - I'm hoping the quiet allows new things to come to the fore. But for the moment it's discomfiting.kermitthefroghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15742856153167362749noreply@blogger.com