tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post5439023279393939289..comments2024-02-08T16:31:59.808-06:00Comments on Jerralea's Journey: Dear DiaryJerraleahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04303751802364926617noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-32852662157688452512014-12-07T08:08:29.934-06:002014-12-07T08:08:29.934-06:00This is great! I also kept a diary and I love goin...This is great! I also kept a diary and I love going back and reading all the "Drama" that happened when I was younger. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-483599048656028942014-12-06T19:26:40.964-06:002014-12-06T19:26:40.964-06:00Oh my gosh this is epic! I love Grandma for taking...Oh my gosh this is epic! I love Grandma for taking your complaints to a whole new level. If my 11 year old came home with DYED hair I have to say I'd probably react just like your Dad! That's a pretty big decision to make when you're not the parent!! lol But it makes for a great story!KatBouskahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11556451375792958743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-3190636837109915992014-12-05T21:40:19.023-06:002014-12-05T21:40:19.023-06:00I am dying (sorry, no pun intended) to know if thi...I am dying (sorry, no pun intended) to know if this was your dad's mom or your mom's mom?! As angry as your dad got, I am hoping it was his mom because it seems like peace would be restored easier if it was!Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03485338098212307793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-68489077334554613332014-12-05T11:23:55.639-06:002014-12-05T11:23:55.639-06:00What a treasure to be able to go back to journal e...What a treasure to be able to go back to journal entries of your youth! <br /><br />That is quite funny about your "dishwater blonde" perspective. Sounds like your grandmother learned the bigger lesson! carol danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15199172053416419162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-72048516262724469412014-12-05T05:51:39.939-06:002014-12-05T05:51:39.939-06:00I would actually use a five-year diary. I kept a d...I would actually use a five-year diary. I kept a diary faithfully for 3 1/2 years during my first years of secondary school, but stopped writing in it when everyone including me had an Interent connection (oh, is it bad that I give out my age here? LOL) and I started an online diary. I wonder whether my parents ever read my offline diary, as I did read the letters they wrote (if they concerned me). Oh and LOL to you getting your hair dyed at twelve.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-7854135883049168302014-12-05T04:06:31.256-06:002014-12-05T04:06:31.256-06:00Excellent entry, and fantastic memory to share. A...Excellent entry, and fantastic memory to share. Although, I was born in '76, my grandparents raised me. My hair hung all the way down to my bottom, so at the age 12, my mom had me for the weekend, and she let my step-dad's niece cut my hair. I thought my grandfather was going to kill someone. My grandmother was more understanding. She was the very religious one too. My grandfather just held strong to the belief that women, especially his granddaughter, should have long flowing hair like Crystal Gayle. lol. My post for Mama Kat is on my other blog at donettas.wordpress.com if you want to stop by!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-52289340172510315782014-12-04T14:15:38.148-06:002014-12-04T14:15:38.148-06:00I remember those 5-year diaries. Such a funny diar...I remember those 5-year diaries. Such a funny diary entry! It is amazing that your grandma did that - you must have really been whining! Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14483833008527417306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-43125895036737755802014-12-04T13:48:23.170-06:002014-12-04T13:48:23.170-06:00Oh. my. goodness. Jerralea, this is such a good d...Oh. my. goodness. Jerralea, this is such a good diary entry! I don't know which I liked best...the fact that your grandma would do that for you or that your dad was so angry about it that she would never go close to a box of Miss Clairol again! LOLDiannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15916346102440260126noreply@blogger.com