Comments on: My Artichoke Heart http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/ 35 year old mother of two trying to live with panic disorder and depression without losing her sense of humor. Tue, 20 Jul 2010 05:29:55 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Jean http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5830 Jean Fri, 30 Nov 2007 16:41:07 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5830 PC is the only party I even ever think about attending - mostly because I can *sort of* justify spending $$ on things that benefit everyone, not just me. In fact, people have quit inviting me because I never go. However you'd bottle the baby thing would have to have the same smell babies have right behind their necks... PC is the only party I even ever think about attending – mostly because I can *sort of* justify spending $$ on things that benefit everyone, not just me. In fact, people have quit inviting me because I never go.

However you’d bottle the baby thing would have to have the same smell babies have right behind their necks…

]]> By: Tammy http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5827 Tammy Fri, 30 Nov 2007 15:29:55 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5827 Both of my sisters have three kids. Maria's kids are 9, 6 and 2. When she would bring them over to visit me I would hold them and think to myself if you could bottle that, the feeling that you get when you hold a newborn, you'd have a cure for depression, at least mine. Those parties "Pampered Chef" and the like always make me spend money I can't afford to spend. The woman two houses down from me invited me to a makeup one the other day. I had to decline because all of the sudden when I was browsing through the catalog I needed makeup and skincare in the worst way. It wasn't even a brand I'd ever heard of. Both of my sisters have three kids. Maria’s kids are 9, 6 and 2. When she would bring them over to visit me I would hold them and think to myself if you could bottle that, the feeling that you get when you hold a newborn, you’d have a cure for depression, at least mine.
Those parties “Pampered Chef” and the like always make me spend money I can’t afford to spend. The woman two houses down from me invited me to a makeup one the other day. I had to decline because all of the sudden when I was browsing through the catalog I needed makeup and skincare in the worst way. It wasn’t even a brand I’d ever heard of.

]]> By: Jean http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5823 Jean Fri, 30 Nov 2007 13:18:00 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5823 Here's something we'd discuss - last night, I went to a Pamp*red Chef party and held a 2 week old baby boy for about a half an hour on my chest. He sighed and snuggled and was warm - I swear I was () this close to demanding my uterus be returned to me so I could have another kid. Seriously, I have never ONCE had a passing regret about having a hyster until 7:04pm CST Nov 29. I had forgotten what that felt like. It was like taking a dip in a big warm pool of ESTROGEN!!!! I'm still all fuzzy thinking about it. Here’s something we’d discuss – last night, I went to a Pamp*red Chef party and held a 2 week old baby boy for about a half an hour on my chest. He sighed and snuggled and was warm – I swear I was () this close to demanding my uterus be returned to me so I could have another kid.

Seriously, I have never ONCE had a passing regret about having a hyster until 7:04pm CST Nov 29. I had forgotten what that felt like. It was like taking a dip in a big warm pool of ESTROGEN!!!! I’m still all fuzzy thinking about it.

]]> By: Jean http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5822 Jean Fri, 30 Nov 2007 13:13:39 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5822 Oh, I'd make you be my friend. And I'd make you talk about the hard things in your life, so I could talk about the hard things in my life and we'd both have a grasp on what's relative, you know? Then we'd bitch (a little) about our husbands and kids, have a beer and discuss world affairs. Oh, and lots and lots of laughing. Gotta laugh at stuff. I know my life has some episodes that are pretty damn funny! Those are the kinds of friends I like to have/be. We'd be like that. I have a kind of sense about people...it's why your writing talks to me. Oh, I’d make you be my friend. And I’d make you talk about the hard things in your life, so I could talk about the hard things in my life and we’d both have a grasp on what’s relative, you know? Then we’d bitch (a little) about our husbands and kids, have a beer and discuss world affairs. Oh, and lots and lots of laughing. Gotta laugh at stuff. I know my life has some episodes that are pretty damn funny!

Those are the kinds of friends I like to have/be. We’d be like that. I have a kind of sense about people…it’s why your writing talks to me.

]]> By: Tammy http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5808 Tammy Fri, 30 Nov 2007 01:35:06 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5808 Thanks Jean. You made my day. I am afraid that I don't have any friends, unless you count my mom and my puppy. I struggle to converse, to open up, to let myself feel. I appreciate your kind words. Tammy Thanks Jean. You made my day. I am afraid that I don’t have any friends, unless you count my mom and my puppy. I struggle to converse, to open up, to let myself feel. I appreciate your kind words.
Tammy

]]> By: Jean http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5773 Jean Wed, 28 Nov 2007 19:20:43 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5773 We would be friends if we knew each other. I have learned so much from the vibrantly, honest way you share your struggles. We would be friends if we knew each other. I have learned so much from the vibrantly, honest way you share your struggles.

]]> By: Tammy http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5748 Tammy Tue, 27 Nov 2007 21:18:13 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5748 Ah Jean, I understand exactly what you mean. I have the same reaction to certain pieces of writing. Feeling alive can be painful but I'll take it anytime over feeling dead inside. Tammy Ah Jean, I understand exactly what you mean. I have the same reaction to certain pieces of writing. Feeling alive can be painful but I’ll take it anytime over feeling dead inside. Tammy

]]> By: Jean Jennings http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5740 Jean Jennings Tue, 27 Nov 2007 13:57:32 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5740 I meant that in a good way, Tammy! Every once in a while, a written piece brings back some memory for me that is so vivid - like my own heart wrote it. Your writing does that to me sometimes. It hurts to feel it again, but makes me feel so alive! Ok....I'm not sure I even get that, but I don't know how else to say it. I meant that in a good way, Tammy! Every once in a while, a written piece brings back some memory for me that is so vivid – like my own heart wrote it. Your writing does that to me sometimes. It hurts to feel it again, but makes me feel so alive!

Ok….I’m not sure I even get that, but I don’t know how else to say it.

]]> By: Tammy http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5717 Tammy Mon, 26 Nov 2007 17:19:18 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5717 I'm sorry Jean. I was thinking and the entry just came out. I considered not posting it or taking it down but I decided to leave it. Tammy I’m sorry Jean. I was thinking and the entry just came out. I considered not posting it or taking it down but I decided to leave it.
Tammy

]]> By: Jean http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5714 Jean Mon, 26 Nov 2007 14:34:56 +0000 http://www.livedtotell.com/2007/11/21/my-artichoke-heart/#comment-5714 This entry is like a stab in my heart. This entry is like a stab in my heart.

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