tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post2381531168252109939..comments2024-03-16T10:04:07.161-04:00Comments on oonaballoona™ | by marcy harriell: rockin' down the highwaymarcy harriell | oonaballoonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586073125331744719noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-73100372657771418032010-06-30T11:49:38.597-04:002010-06-30T11:49:38.597-04:00i think i like quietly even better :)i think i like quietly even better :)marcy harriell | oonaballoonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07586073125331744719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-79733017698046637672010-06-27T15:48:29.112-04:002010-06-27T15:48:29.112-04:00Heh, sorry to disappoint you, but piano means quie...Heh, sorry to disappoint you, but piano means quietly, not slowly. If you're talking about music, that is.<br />Although, if you try to walk quietly, it might make you walk slowly as well. :DHana - Marmotahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03532515160608083460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-28488515532184019212010-06-25T12:33:54.106-04:002010-06-25T12:33:54.106-04:00HA! looks like everyone's racing! i love heari...HA! looks like everyone's racing! i love hearing all these stories and picturing everyone in their different zones.<br /><br />perhaps i should strap a pit bull round my hips as a warning device. while repeating myself to go <i>piano, piano</i> (does that mean slowly? i'm in love with it)<br /><br />thanks for the wishes again everyone :) it went well!<br /><br />AND WELCOME BACK E TO THEmarcy harriell | oonaballoonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07586073125331744719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-51242541695378355942010-06-25T06:25:49.641-04:002010-06-25T06:25:49.641-04:00I think that's one of the many reasons I'm...I think that's one of the many reasons I'm glad I do not live in New York... Prague and Brno are quite enough for me.<br />I hope you'll get much better soon! I mysteriously missed the previous two posts (I'm afraid I was much too pre-occupied with my own life), so at least now I'm joining the group of online friends who wish you good health...Hana - Marmotahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03532515160608083460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-42406848396522519552010-06-24T18:09:33.050-04:002010-06-24T18:09:33.050-04:00Want us to lend you one of our pit bulls??? I guar...Want us to lend you one of our pit bulls??? I guarantee they'll keep their distance, lol--(don't tell anyone they're actually sweethearts)EileensGardennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-31533319181723894612010-06-24T17:18:04.397-04:002010-06-24T17:18:04.397-04:00Oh I used to be a New Yorker too!!! (lived there f...Oh I used to be a New Yorker too!!! (lived there from 2000 to 2005) I´m actually going to participate in a colective exhibition in a Soho Gallery in Dec. with my Fridas yeeeey you can be my representative for that!!!<br /><br />I totally understand you about the stroller!!! they are weapons of mass distruction in my opinion!!!! :)<br />get better soon and keep taking it easy.... is ok to be pianoCara Carminahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18386713043726514978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-39611119594764084402010-06-24T15:29:17.526-04:002010-06-24T15:29:17.526-04:00Oona, the bus? Just tell the cab driver you'll...Oona, the bus? Just tell the cab driver you'll give him a $10 tip minus a dollar for every pot hole he hits. You'll have the smoothest ride of your life.<br /><br />While recuperating from shoulder surgery (at the very same NYC hospital) my doctor gave me an arm sling and told me to wear it every time I was in public even if I didn't need to just to keep people from bumping into me. Big Daddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13956420271957253104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-34060106161992757292010-06-24T12:49:54.632-04:002010-06-24T12:49:54.632-04:00Had to laugh at this one! I grew up in West Texas,...Had to laugh at this one! I grew up in West Texas, where life moved fairly slow. Then I moved to SW China, where life moved even slower. Then I moved to So. Cal, where life moves almost as fast at NY (so I hear) and now back in Central Texas, where life is slower. Its hard to adjust, for sure. My experience has been, after living in so many different speed zones, slower is better, whether your Mama Rachaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03534245701379707268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229023062005372735.post-33425465528723250372010-06-24T11:55:25.482-04:002010-06-24T11:55:25.482-04:00I hope you're up to your regular speed soon! ...I hope you're up to your regular speed soon! It must be very frustrating to have people be so impatient. Of course, when I moved to the midwest I found myself yelling at all of the other cars to GO FASTER FOR THE LOVE OF PETE. I'd like to say I've mellowed in the three years we've been out here, but that would be a lie.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com