Sunday, December 24, 2006

The Kids Grew Up?!?

How the hell did that happen? I haven't changed a bit.

Christmas 1986

Last year

Christmas 2006

Firstborn with true love

Musical prodigy

Youngest with true love

Sound on dogs

My beautiful grandchild


Anonymous Anonymous said...

You all looked so much older in 1986!

Merry Christmas from a stranger, Liz.
I'm wishing well - in every sense of the word - in the new year.


2:27 AM  
Blogger Sean Spence said...

Hey Liz,

I want to wish you a happy holiday. Your blog means a lot to folks out there, and reaches a whole new group every day through I honestly believe that the time we take to communicate our lives is having a big effect on people around the world. You are making a difference.

All the best (however we need to define that) today and every day.

- sean

Sean Spence

5:41 AM  
Blogger Rose said...

Merry Christmas to all of you, and the most sincere best wishes for 2007.

7:32 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yep, you're right, you haven't changed a bit. As beautiful as ever. I do wish I had known you then though.

8:30 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You have so much to be proud of Liz. I am humbled by your achievments.

9:22 PM  
Blogger Alto2 said...

The, uh, grandchild needs a trim! You have handsome kids. They have a helluva mother.

9:58 PM  
Blogger KC said...

Merry Christmas, Liz.
All the very, very best in the coming year.

7:30 PM  
Blogger slfisher said...

eek! sometime between last Christmas and this Christmas, both your sons turned into dogs! :)

12:51 PM  
Blogger LL said...

Not sure how I got here, but I'm glad I found you again.

4:59 PM  
Blogger Trasi said...

Oh my WORD, sometime between the 80's when your children were little, and now, you have gotten a lot more color in your life. It seems you went from relatively conservative to totally NOT, when did that happen!? I have a dear friend Kathleen who just turned 60, who is very like you in exteriors - her home is extremely lively and colorful, as is her wardrobe. She is a NIA dancer (rather than weightlifter) which started later in life. She started out a DEVOUT Catholic with long hair and now has spiky blonde hair, crazy funky glasses, and is a walking whimsy board. How does this happen? It's wonderful, thank GOD, but how?

5:50 PM  
Blogger Lymphopo said...

Oh no no, I was NEVER conservative, politically or otherwise. I think we all looked kind of stuffy and pissed in the 1986 photo because we were posing for the east coast grandparents. I was very busy at the time overthrowing the state, which sometimes necessitated impersonating a lawyer. Hence the outfit.

6:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Speaking only as someone who first met Elisabeth some 15 years ago or so, I can say with some assurance that (a) she is as beautiful as ever, with or without hair, wig, attitude, and (b) she is beautiful.

Actually, I'm speaking as EVERYONE who ever met Elisabeth.

You go, Grrrrllll!!! You are loved!!

10:09 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love that little dog. But you know what little dogs like that are harrrd to cuddle. They're all bony elbows and knees and pokey toenails. But cute.

10:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My Aunt and the mother of a dear friend have come through stage IV NHL, and they are doing great. Like you, they all said Rituxin helped them. When my partner George was in hospital recently when diagnosed with Hairy Cell Leukemia, I met several NHL patients. Some were just diagnosed, but several were on their __th dose of chemo, knitting, reading, etc. My Aunt has been 8 months into remission and she said it was all worth it, even though she makes you look like a doctor and medical lover. She had to be nearly dragged in at gunpoint. All your well-friends are pulling for you. Your healthy lifestyle and fitness will be the turning point for you, as you are now seeing.

So great to see the old photos and the new photos. You are the mother of two very well-rounded sons, who seem to have met their perfect mates. I enjoy reading Finn's blog.

Take care, Beams to you. I've started a Novena to Martha Stewart that you will get to keep your home.

Love Kevbo (the para-legal)

11:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Was so glad to discover your new blog -I've missed you.

Chemo is the pits - am hoping fervently that it does the trick. As others have said, going into all this as strong and healthy as you are has to make a big difference. I'm absolutely agog at the idea of the medicine and oncology services sharing a waiting room though - one wonders who thought that was a good idea.

Love the pix - I've been enjoying Finn's blog.

10:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hee hee hee -- lovely grandchild!

I like how the pictures that include you show you appearing progressively more joyful.

7:49 PM  
Blogger Lymphopo said...

Yeah, I was noticing that but I thought of it as regressively more joyful. As in these are the days of naps and cookies.

9:39 PM  

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