Comments on: Future Loopy Ewe Customers? … and a CONTEST!

By: Dawne

Dawne — Sun, 03 Jun 2007 02:56:19 +0000

Eeeek Sheri – I think I’m a day late. We were out of town with no computer access!

I’ll leave this comment/contest entry anyway but that’s okay if you can’t use it for the contest. If I could, I would re-live the day we were told thast our son (then 10 months old) was profoundly Deaf. Odd, that I would want to repeat such a startling moment. It’s just that now, 14 years later, I feel like I know so much more and feel much better equipped as a mom. I’d like a do-over of that day so I could handle it all with a little more grace:)

Thanks Sheri – looking forward to some Bart & Louise Zen String next week.

By: Faith

Faith — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 18:39:14 +0000

I would go back to when my first baby was born. I was so exhausted that I somehow forgot to really cherish those first few months. i can’t even remember them very well; it was all through an exhausted haze. I wish that I knew then what I know now about time management (I get more done with three children now than I did with just the one!), among other things. Thankfully though it’s taught me to really *be* there for my other two in their first few days, weeks, months out of the womb.

By: Emily

Emily — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 17:41:29 +0000

I guess I’d have a couple of choices.

I could pick just a random Friday when I was still in college living with 2 good friends. Every Friday night we’d have nice dinners and lots of company over for good food and games and movies. I really miss seeing those people.

Another choice would be the day Anna was born. I feel like it just flew by, and I didn’t really get to appreciate what was happening. Yes, I had an epidural, why do you ask?

By: Kris

Kris — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 17:28:25 +0000

There are two I can think of… the first being the day I met one of my best friends, on an airplane back from Phoenix to Florida. We had both been bumped off flights the day before and ended up on this one together, sweaty, unshowered, disgusting, but started talking in the terminal and on a lark I asked the person next to me to switch seats with him. We chattered the whole four-hour flight back and have been thick as thieves ever since. Talk about luck!

The other being a day on my European travels last summer – I had met up with a neat group of Australian travellers in Croatia and the second day we were there, we hit up the market for fresh fruit, veggies, cheese, and bread, and spent the day at a totally isolated beach. No other people, no cell phones, nothing. As the sun set, gorgeous and red over the cliffs around this bay, they set up a makeshift cricket pitch with driftwood and a tennis ball and they taught me how to play. I’ve never in my life been so relaxed and happy as I was that day.

By: Amanda

Amanda — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 13:09:03 +0000

I would love to relive the day my husband proposed. He was so funny – I KNEW he had the ring and I KNEW he wasn’t going to be able to wait. All day long (4th of July, 2002), I was wondering….is this it? Is this? The anticipation was just delicious. I was just giddy the whole day. He was, too. It was an unspoken game – the most fun one I’ve played, LOL. When he said “let’s take the Harley down to watch the fireworks,” I said, “yes, let’s…” And when he wanted to go for a ride afterwards, I also thought that was a wonderful idea. I knew. He proposed in the middle of a field, with fireworks in the distance, saying “You’ve always been my favorite passenger, and I want you to continue to be my passenger and partner in everything.”
Our 4th anniversary was yesterday, and while my second choice would be to relive my wedding day, the day he proposed is my first choice!

By: Susie

Susie — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 03:36:53 +0000

I would love to re-live a day rock climbing, before I injured my wrist. Expecially if I could know what I know now. It would be a day in the New River Gorge in West Virginia, at Summersville Lake, surrounded by close and wonderful friends, doing something I absolutely loved. This lake has huge cliffs around it that you can climb up without a rope, and if you fall off, all you hit is clear cool water. It was a lovely day, with an entire summer of climbing stretched out in front of me… I would love to be right back there, doing it all over again.

By: Janelle

Janelle — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:54:28 +0000

I would relive the last time I saw my grandmother. It was right before my high school graduation. She began to feel ill on the walk to the field, so my dad went to take her back home. I was anxious to get in line and find my place and my friends, and scooted ahead without realizing that they were leaving. I left that night on a trip, and she died while I was gone. I wish so much that I could go back and tell her how much I looked up to her and how influential she was and still is in my life. She was an amazing, strong woman, and I left her without even a goodbye. Almost 20 years later, it still makes me sad.

By: Cindy in Oregon

Cindy in Oregon — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:43:08 +0000

If I had to pick just one day to relive, it would be any day with my dad. Just me and him. Maybe go fishing, maybe putter in his workshop, definitely play some cribbage. And talk, talk, talk, about any and everything. I sure do miss him.

By: Madeline

Madeline — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:15:20 +0000

Easy peezy. Walking across the golden gate bridge with my cousin and then just hiking around the hills and getting to the top. We just stared and stared at the view for ages. Then we hiked back down, went into an amazing restaurant and ate our hearts out. I adore most of my memories in San Francisco.

By: Cathy-Cate

Cathy-Cate — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:04:54 +0000

I think I’d like to revisit my wedding day — and just relax and enjoy every moment! I tried not to stress out at the time, but I think about the things I did angst over (like I wouldn’t let my husband wear his comfy cowboy boots with his tux, so he graciously submitted and wore the dress shoes that came with the tuxedo — patent leather that pinched his feet. Sorry, hon. Now I think the cowboy boots would be awesome!
It was still fun, though.

Thanks for the rhubarb recipe!
(I typo’d thubarb — kinda like that word, I’ll have to figure out what it means!)