tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10850165137273401.post2438778330553940859..comments2023-07-14T10:41:56.260+01:00Comments on jemimasramblings: jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12670322358738782164noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10850165137273401.post-90302237665527582732007-05-17T07:31:00.000+01:002007-05-17T07:31:00.000+01:00OF COURSE you see the Dans. (LOL, at least you won...OF COURSE you see the Dans. (LOL, at least you won't have to worry about getting their names muddled!) You've been out with Jon, what, three times? At widely-spaced intervals? Scarcely a heated romance demanding unswerving loyalty. Besides, as far as you know yet, none of the Dans will amount to anything more than a coffee and conversation.<BR/><BR/>You haven't come to that bridge yet! I wouldn't worry about it.<BR/><BR/>Carte blanche from Mary. I'm sure that makes all the difference. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10850165137273401.post-14766512841064708372007-05-17T07:27:00.000+01:002007-05-17T07:27:00.000+01:00My eldest just started training to become a massag...My eldest just started training to become a massage therapist. She's loving it, but has only just begun, so I guess I'll have to wait a bit to start reaping the benefits. Oh, and she lives in a city a good seven hours' drive away... But, still! A mother can hope!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10850165137273401.post-41340553483806439332007-05-17T01:53:00.000+01:002007-05-17T01:53:00.000+01:00I know exactly what you mean about loving a massag...I know exactly what you mean about loving a massage where they don't "dig in." I hate to feel like I'm a blob of dough to be molded. I can't relax when I am kneaded like that. <BR/><BR/>And wow...I think you should blog about your experience with the speed dating thing. I have never done anything like that and it sounds really fascinating.Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05049511202014141182noreply@blogger.com