tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post9056778411346195048..comments2023-07-26T02:29:21.031-11:00Comments on Momma's Gone Mad!: Where Everybody Knows Your NameMGMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06023305884132294675noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post-82771386275501835802009-12-11T02:45:09.307-11:002009-12-11T02:45:09.307-11:00I love the our small town life. In fact, we are a...I love the our small town life. In fact, we are actually a village. A town if way bigger than us.Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14310994156273091597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post-67334920163860605472009-12-10T15:36:19.423-11:002009-12-10T15:36:19.423-11:00Seriously. Spend a day in Los Angeles with me and ...Seriously. Spend a day in Los Angeles with me and I guarantee, not one person knows who I am nor do they care.<br /><br />Enjoy the small town. :o)Maternal Mirthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10780791486490274607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post-11368564641897999262009-12-09T19:58:53.107-11:002009-12-09T19:58:53.107-11:00I lived with my dad briefly growing up and went to...I lived with my dad briefly growing up and went to a school with 28 kids k-8, our post office was in a trailer, but we were a half hour from San Francisco.<br />Go figure. I also HATED the small town gossip, because I couldn't figure out any good reason for everyone to know what I'd done before I'd even finished doing it.<br />As for the UPS driver, think of it as your doing him a favor in this cold time of year when he's got so many packages to deliver that he's probably not getting home till midnight. How many miles did you save him?Zip n Tizzyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14760606219381683552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post-8877111515822413962009-12-09T18:18:28.867-11:002009-12-09T18:18:28.867-11:00Nyssa's Mommy--Seriously! I have Paton flashba...Nyssa's Mommy--Seriously! I have Paton flashbacks every time I go to the post office in my current little small town. Every time Smiling Postmaster Guy greets me (he's the ONLY person I ever see behind the counter there), I have these memories of Judy greeting me at the Paton Post Office. The Paton Post Office was actually much larger than this one, though (believe it or not). The first time the I met the mail carrier right after we moved here, he greeted me by name and introduced himself. It's the first time I can ever remember actually knowing the name of my mail carrier. It's really rather weird but warmly familiar at the same time. I tend to like to be more private and anonymous than small town living allows for. Thanks for reading and commenting!MGMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06023305884132294675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post-88249363105173819002009-12-09T17:54:52.973-11:002009-12-09T17:54:52.973-11:00Hysterical. Judy used to wonder why I would call ...Hysterical. Judy used to wonder why I would call her for a zip code or postal question. Duh. The lines are too long at any post office around here. I love this post. It's so true. There's a part of me would love to move back to a smaller area, then there's the part of me that knows what that entails! (The state pretty much is closed down right now. Judy called to see if I had to go into work today. Yup. The roads were fine, an hour north of us was another story.)<br /><br />The UPS guy used to stop at the PO and ask where someone lived all the time!Nyssa's Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10809341293941726273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9914269.post-41973662464172769102009-12-09T17:35:33.431-11:002009-12-09T17:35:33.431-11:00Your small town sounds like the town I grew up in ...Your small town sounds like the town I grew up in that my mom still lives in (population about 800). Not quite as tiny as the town you grew up in but still the every one knows your name sort of thing. I'm still torn between hating and liking the small town feeling. The population were I live now is about 26,000. I think I need something some where in between that. ;) I'd like the warm fuzzy feeling with out the hairs on the back of my neck standing up, thank you very much! Ha, ha!Riahlihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08525310321786184469noreply@blogger.com