tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21736689.post6108048311353341701..comments2023-08-22T11:00:08.809-04:00Comments on Loose Ends: Taking StockPatrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10556860299477514075noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21736689.post-42009393936760999092008-01-04T12:41:00.000-05:002008-01-04T12:41:00.000-05:00I kind of melted into giggles at the paragraph abo...I kind of melted into giggles at the paragraph about the experiments....<BR/>It was very much like that - and other readers, if you have any idea that Patrick is over-sweetening any of the cozy wonderfulness that is his home...<BR/>Don't waste your time...he isn't - we had a wonderful warm, smart talented group of folks willing to chat about silly things and deep and dark things...turning corners at just the right time -<BR/>Patrick and I wonder if it might have been our best New Year's ever.<BR/>and the next day of sleepy wake ups and productive time with a loved one...can't get much better then that on the first day of a brand-y new year!!<BR/>;-)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16537701870966871858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21736689.post-73812603363988021242008-01-02T21:12:00.000-05:002008-01-02T21:12:00.000-05:00Joe, you stay in that papasan as long as you like,...Joe, you stay in that papasan as long as you like, just let me know when you need another drink or anything. I can't wait to hear some stories. <BR/><BR/>Then why don't you and Cooper both stay over and we'll talk over breakfast and coffee until it's time to break out the leftovers. How do you take your eggs? Melissa and I never made it out of our jammies on New Year's Day. <BR/><BR/>Happy New Year, Beautiful Men.Patrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10556860299477514075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21736689.post-87894275614878911322008-01-02T10:19:00.000-05:002008-01-02T10:19:00.000-05:00What a perfect party you have just described, Patr...What a perfect party you have just described, Patrick! The ambiance of it filter into my sleep-warm brain as I sip my coffee. Bliss, really. I cherish the treasure you are.Cooperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02327268988762513100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21736689.post-34649573492626437862008-01-02T09:35:00.000-05:002008-01-02T09:35:00.000-05:00Patrick, that was one sweeeet party, just like the...Patrick, that was one sweeeet party, just like the ones I used to know. But can I have a little more time on your papasan next time?<BR/><BR/>"I'm not as sad at our parting as I might have been in the past though; by now I've learned that you cross paths with the good ones again, often sooner than expected, and the conversation picks up where it left off." Loose Ends is becoming my self-help source. I love the sleep-in, coffee-steeped, post-party picture you painted and its residual warmth, potential realized, and homey new beginnings, homey.Joe Jubinvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09489419756833657839noreply@blogger.com