tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post3375022034127907553..comments2023-09-05T08:48:44.120-04:00Comments on Confessions of a Coal Miner's Granddaughter: Ain't No Middle School Here!Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-36324170974542863912008-01-14T08:03:00.000-05:002008-01-14T08:03:00.000-05:00That Chick Over There - Well, birds of a feather.....That Chick Over There - Well, birds of a feather... I'll be reading your blog, sista!<BR/><BR/>Fab - 'Scuse me? Your blog is "Pointless Drivel" and I don't remember ever thinking that any of that garbage was pointless!Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-34045069739658284112008-01-14T05:28:00.000-05:002008-01-14T05:28:00.000-05:00We have a problem.Note the title of your blog.I do...We have a problem.<BR/><BR/>Note the title of your blog.<BR/><BR/>I don't remember ever reading any actual confessions here.<BR/><BR/>I just noticed.<BR/><BR/>Fraud!The Ferrymanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12783126440597522073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-20719252033811202982008-01-13T14:58:00.000-05:002008-01-13T14:58:00.000-05:00I think I had those same glasses. And that same ha...I think I had those same glasses. And that same hair. GAH!!That Chick Over Therehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03066031548129806050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-1479182121868661252008-01-11T17:34:00.000-05:002008-01-11T17:34:00.000-05:00Gypsy - Oh, they took some work. Hot rollers, curl...Gypsy - Oh, they took some work. Hot rollers, curling iron, mousse, hair spray. Probably the reason I do <B>nothing</B> with my hair now.Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-80818518992521252122008-01-11T15:38:00.000-05:002008-01-11T15:38:00.000-05:00Oh, man. The ninth grade one? Tell me those bangs ...Oh, man. The ninth grade one? Tell me those bangs didn't take some work.Gypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14327359141716141220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-63740945232684210872008-01-11T12:23:00.000-05:002008-01-11T12:23:00.000-05:00Avitable - OK, just wipe it off when you're finish...Avitable - OK, just wipe it off when you're finished...<BR/><BR/>Girl - Hee hee! Can't wait!<BR/><BR/>Riverpoet - Fozzie Bear - now that's a look! And, dude, uniforms?!? I'm sorry...<BR/><BR/>Teri - Just shut up, ho! You know I didn't play the danged dulcimer in school! "This one time, at band camp, I shoved my dulcimer up Teri's butt!"<BR/><BR/>Andrea - See my upcoming e-mail, girlfriend!Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-86997062119617207332008-01-11T12:20:00.000-05:002008-01-11T12:20:00.000-05:00You mean I'm actually going to have to come back t...You mean I'm actually going to have to come back to READ THE COMMENTS SECTION??? LOL!<BR/><BR/>I have multiple questions/statements, so this should be fun!<BR/><BR/>1) I went to a middle school - grades 5 through 8. All the extracurricular activities started in the 6th grade.<BR/><BR/>2) Why are you cleaning up here?<BR/><BR/>3) I may have asked this before, but what instruments did you play? For the majority of my band life, I played the trombone. And I thought I was pretty bad ass as drum major, too... I think that's a requirement for being drum major. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09654221659666974164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-81363619083855917512008-01-11T11:29:00.000-05:002008-01-11T11:29:00.000-05:00One time, at band camp .... although I don't know ...One time, at band camp .... although I don't know how you did that with a hammered dulcimer.<BR/><BR/>And it's about damn time you listened to me about commenting on the comments! Sheesh. ;-)Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05348484559454760787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-83352307026878580632008-01-11T10:59:00.000-05:002008-01-11T10:59:00.000-05:00Oh, you are a brave soul. I kind of looked like Fo...Oh, you are a brave soul. I kind of looked like Fozzie Bear in my 9th grade photo. <BR/><BR/>And yes. No Middle School for me either. I went to a Jr/Sr high combined, though. 7th graders all the way through 12th. The only difference was our uniforms. Green and white for the jr high; orange and white for the sr high. I was involved only in chorus until I moved to Georgia. Then I got into lots of stuff (in and out of school!)<BR/><BR/>Peace - DRiverPoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01846730934649303857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-29691598537235725342008-01-11T10:19:00.000-05:002008-01-11T10:19:00.000-05:00Oh...this is going to force me to post my own soon...Oh...this is going to force me to post my own soon. I promise you, it will make your photos look like glamour shots.Crickyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17000514680545539988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-66456190755176228122008-01-11T09:16:00.000-05:002008-01-11T09:16:00.000-05:00That eighth grade picture was kinda hot. I think ...That eighth grade picture was kinda hot. I think I might print that out and go into the bathroom now.Avitablehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08541188721193079705noreply@blogger.com