tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5642877981062001165.post5758449475004401309..comments2023-09-07T03:00:24.092-05:00Comments on Diary of a Craft Room Transformation: The language of MomSharon Huffmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02215538624799476323noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5642877981062001165.post-61785888997470932432012-11-27T07:16:55.858-06:002012-11-27T07:16:55.858-06:00Those were the two that I thought you might say. W...Those were the two that I thought you might say. We still do the coffee thing every morning, but had to quit wearing that awesome Red Door perfume when I started attending so many scent-free meetings a few years ago. I hope to keep creating memories and start a new grandma-speak for future generations!Sharon Huffmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02215538624799476323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5642877981062001165.post-71187120036620959852012-11-27T06:42:13.978-06:002012-11-27T06:42:13.978-06:00Well, I have to say that coffee and Red Door perfu...Well, I have to say that coffee and Red Door perfume automatically make me think of you!!! :o) This was a wonderful post about Grandma. She cleans up quite nicely! Emilynoreply@blogger.com