tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503640.post9010659895118956470..comments2023-07-20T09:09:24.580-07:00Comments on Girls, God and the Good Life: CarnationsCamy Tanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790591988777275651noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503640.post-28189897483917645292008-02-16T18:04:00.000-08:002008-02-16T18:04:00.000-08:00Camy,I totally share your hatred of those high sch...Camy,<BR/><BR/>I totally share your hatred of those high school days of sitting back watching everyone else get flowers and "candy grams." If I ever got one it was from one of my teachers (the dance teacher that I aided for, for example). Other than that--zip. I too was a loser. Worse yet, I was obviously a loser that many teachers felt sorry for. <BR/><BR/>Well, guess what. We are losers no moreJeanette Hanscomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08767343618048768514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503640.post-21352286657386711252008-02-15T11:58:00.000-08:002008-02-15T11:58:00.000-08:00I just came across your blog while reading Jeanne'...I just came across your blog while reading Jeanne's comment on Scrambled Dregs (very funny I might add!).<BR/>This is a great blog for girls! Mine being 8 wouldn't be able to appreciate it yet, but soon...<BR/>Great point about the daily carnations - very true. Why hadn't I ever heard of school carnations? I felt so awful yesterday when my daughter came home asking why everyone in class got a Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16421900422424458803noreply@blogger.com