tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post4038025694366880506..comments2023-09-27T13:15:37.109+02:00Comments on Miss Doodle's Day: April 1st, 2008 - The French Day to Day World....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12602563148936673366noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-60954199566725183022008-04-03T06:45:00.000+02:002008-04-03T06:45:00.000+02:00This is so funny and clever. And oh so well drawn ...This is so funny and clever. And oh so well drawn and painted.<BR/>You are too much. I hope the dentist was kinder to the secretary than the woman bus driver was. I can think of a hand gesture you might use...but she probably wouldn't stop for that sign either! ;-(Lynn Cohenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12094038275377357886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-83836380319521251852008-04-02T15:59:00.000+02:002008-04-02T15:59:00.000+02:00I am so sorry, i was so cross that you had been te...I am so sorry, i was so cross that you had been teated like that l forgot it had not been edited, can you forgive me,<BR/>JillJill Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18151333958367310631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-24626699458967538402008-04-02T15:56:00.000+02:002008-04-02T15:56:00.000+02:00Sorry Miss Doodle l forgot to edit my email as l w...Sorry Miss Doodle l forgot to edit my email as l was so cross you had been treated so badly,Jill Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18151333958367310631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-43872003939442118792008-04-02T15:55:00.000+02:002008-04-02T15:55:00.000+02:00I am so sorry about you missing the bus, of course...I am so sorry about you missing the bus, of course it wasn't you wrong, it was the sillylady who needs glasses to when shesaw yu waiting, if you had it put your arm out the silly lady might have knocked it of as she never saw you so she would never have seen your arm, so you tell them what l said.Jill Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18151333958367310631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-39349360167513128172008-04-02T07:05:00.000+02:002008-04-02T07:05:00.000+02:00Kim and Cris: We always learn something, isn't it,...Kim and Cris: We always learn something, isn't it, from experiences like this, where we feel akward, left in the lurch:) I'll raise my hand in the future, although I don't really like that gesture, (some repulsion versus my people's history?;)...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12602563148936673366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-19399360703525792112008-04-01T19:03:00.000+02:002008-04-01T19:03:00.000+02:00I chuckle quietly. :)But had SHE been a man I bet ...I chuckle quietly. :)<BR/>But had SHE been a man I bet HE would have stopped. :)<BR/>How could one NOT know you wanted the bus to stop standing there like that. arrgh.<BR/>I too hate to be late & have rushed like mad to get somewhere only to have beat the person I was to have met. :)<BR/>But IT DID make a good story and wonderful watercolor drawing. AFTER THE FACT OF COURSE. :)Cris, Artist in Oregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15067969984221375853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-86206552917295857962008-04-01T18:23:00.000+02:002008-04-01T18:23:00.000+02:00Oh No! That had to be a terrible experience! I a...Oh No! That had to be a terrible experience! I am so happy it all worked out, but sorry it caused so much trouble!<BR/><BR/>On the other hand, it made a great story and the paintings are wonderful ...capturing all the emotions and the feeling of the day!<BR/><BR/>Thank goodness for late dentists! <BR/><BR/>Thank you Andrea! It is always a treat to visit You and Miss Doodle!Andrea and Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15337904921232330088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-13687864201468798672008-04-01T16:55:00.000+02:002008-04-01T16:55:00.000+02:00Human Being, thanks for your comment and I feel be...Human Being, thanks for your comment and I feel better now:) There is not only one logic (the French one) in this world:)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12602563148936673366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-4246459604952381492008-04-01T16:31:00.000+02:002008-04-01T16:31:00.000+02:00Sure it is logical! Not what he says but what SHE ...Sure it is logical! Not what he says but what SHE says.<BR/> Dear secretary, sometimes logic doesn't work!<BR/>Love the paintings! So impressive.human beinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09232419187783429903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-69604926349223613772008-04-01T14:19:00.000+02:002008-04-01T14:19:00.000+02:00Suki - oh I can imagine how you must have felt the...Suki - oh I can imagine how you must have felt then. In a child, things like that trigger emotions 5 times bigger (well, that's what I thought:) than in adults, no? Anyway, one doesn't feel very much loved;)<BR/><BR/>Cathie: Don't you giggle,;) it was not raining, thank god:) LOLLa journée de Miss Doodlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10298596469772339720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-71066091541234877782008-04-01T14:05:00.000+02:002008-04-01T14:05:00.000+02:00I giggle at the appearance of Ms. Doodle as her po...I giggle at the appearance of Ms. Doodle as her poor, pitiful secretary is standing in the rain waving her arm at the passing bus! Whatever will she do????Cathiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10586147203001569959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038591353644481541.post-4051445793288104662008-04-01T14:03:00.000+02:002008-04-01T14:03:00.000+02:00I totally love these drawing. The story reminds me...I totally love these drawing. <BR/><BR/>The story reminds me of when I was in junior high and waiting for the school bus on the first day of school. It drove right past me. My mom was waiting nearby in the car so she drove me to school. I returned home on that bus with kids I knew from elementary school. I rode the bus for many weeks but it turned out the reason the bus hadn't stopped was that was not the bus they wanted me to ride. Meanwhile that bus driver had to go way out of his way to drop me home. Eventually they made me change buses so I was on the right one.sukipoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09351851210507048174noreply@blogger.com