Comments on: Orange crush. http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/ One girl's struggle to escape her fat pants. Thu, 29 Jul 2010 17:47:54 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.3 By: Blogarita http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6548 Blogarita Mon, 07 Aug 2006 11:45:53 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6548 This is a wonderful post. Captured my childhood to a "T". This is a wonderful post. Captured my childhood to a “T”.

]]> By: Cristy http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6421 Cristy Thu, 03 Aug 2006 18:20:40 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6421 that reminded me of MY GIRL the movie. I wish I had summers like that as a kid. Hopefully my daughter will. that reminded me of MY GIRL the movie. I wish I had summers like that as a kid. Hopefully my daughter will.

]]> By: Stacey http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6401 Stacey Thu, 03 Aug 2006 04:45:01 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6401 That was such a poignant post -- I love your blog. Keep up the good work! That was such a poignant post — I love your blog. Keep up the good work!

]]> By: Woman with kids http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6319 Woman with kids Wed, 02 Aug 2006 00:24:13 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6319 I totally agree, heat sucks. A lot. I'm cranky, irritable, bitchy, and I don't even have PMS. I totally agree, heat sucks. A lot. I’m cranky, irritable, bitchy, and I don’t even have PMS.

]]> By: Flubberwinkle http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6311 Flubberwinkle Tue, 01 Aug 2006 19:54:01 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6311 Seems that all childhood summers have one universal thing in common: They are remembered fondly. I remember not being able to wait until we went to the beach, without sunscreen, without extra baggage. Felt great. Ever since I became a mom, I've had to tote a humongous bag with anything from varying SPF lotions to cold water to bee sting gel ..."just in case". I'm pretty sure my mom carried those things with her back then too... I seem to recall only the carefree ambience. Now, a day at the beach is "work" and I can't wait to get back home and hug my shower. It wasn't that hot back then, by the way, it's not your imagination... the planet's temperature has risen. And OH. my favourite shampoo was "Gee your hair smells terrific". :-) Seems that all childhood summers have one universal thing in common: They are remembered fondly. I remember not being able to wait until we went to the beach, without sunscreen, without extra baggage. Felt great.

Ever since I became a mom, I’ve had to tote a humongous bag with anything from varying SPF lotions to cold water to bee sting gel …”just in case”. I’m pretty sure my mom carried those things with her back then too… I seem to recall only the carefree ambience. Now, a day at the beach is “work” and I can’t wait to get back home and hug my shower.

It wasn’t that hot back then, by the way, it’s not your imagination… the planet’s temperature has risen. And OH. my favourite shampoo was “Gee your hair smells terrific”.
:-)

]]> By: ripzp http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6298 ripzp Tue, 01 Aug 2006 16:57:29 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6298 You just my childhood summer days. :o) My sister was and my best friend's sister were lifeguards at our town pool so we got to swim between afternoon and evening swim. It was great and we felt just that little bit special while all the other town kids were watching us on the other side of the fence. You just my childhood summer days. :o) My sister was and my best friend’s sister were lifeguards at our town pool so we got to swim between afternoon and evening swim. It was great and we felt just that little bit special while all the other town kids were watching us on the other side of the fence.

]]> By: aw1994 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6290 aw1994 Tue, 01 Aug 2006 16:15:49 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6290 WOW! I was just 11 years old again! Thank you for the wonderful memories!! WOW! I was just 11 years old again!

Thank you for the wonderful memories!!

]]> By: V-Grrrl http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6270 V-Grrrl Tue, 01 Aug 2006 08:56:30 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6270 Eventually you'll come to comfortable place with your mom again. It's not that she'll change, or that you'll change, but that you'll both be able to live with what you don't understand or like about each other and focus on all that you have in common--even if that's just a fondness for network TV and Orange Crush. Eventually you’ll come to comfortable place with your mom again. It’s not that she’ll change, or that you’ll change, but that you’ll both be able to live with what you don’t understand or like about each other and focus on all that you have in common–even if that’s just a fondness for network TV and Orange Crush.

]]> By: Piglet http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6269 Piglet Tue, 01 Aug 2006 08:01:41 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6269 I'm a little choked up here on this post, the memories. The bittersweet days of our youth. I love the way you made it so descriptive; it brought me into the story so easily. I’m a little choked up here on this post, the memories. The bittersweet days of our youth.

I love the way you made it so descriptive; it brought me into the story so easily.

]]> By: rose http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6266 rose Tue, 01 Aug 2006 01:30:32 +0000 http://www.untitledlife.com/2006/07/31/orange-crush/#comment-6266 notaclue was grinning and i was crying...how beautiful that you can do that with your words. notaclue was grinning and i was crying…how beautiful that you can do that with your words.

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