tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post2255435555955116267..comments2023-11-05T02:48:55.709-06:00Comments on Andi's Ramblings: So Take THAT!!Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09671734421067213452noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post-74370465490367060132012-03-15T07:31:05.326-05:002012-03-15T07:31:05.326-05:00Wow. So that's what it's like to see your ...Wow. So that's what it's like to see your life through someone else's eyes...So funny. I remember those days. And yes! A hangout that you must climb down into, with a dartboard and a Nerf basketball hoop (you forgot to mention that) is the coolest. I remember the tree climbing incident, but had forgotten about the closet door. The devil's face...wow that's pretty heavy. I was rather morbid. Sorry I scarred you for life. Those were good times though. I enjoy thinking about them. Thanks for the reminiscing and the friendship. :-) Love ya!Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17336577798580741409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post-65476470073896387612012-03-12T23:02:43.542-05:002012-03-12T23:02:43.542-05:00I would never, ever start a job and think your dad...I would never, ever start a job and think your dad would rescue me. He has said..."I hate to follow anyone when it comes to a job they started." I would be in trouble.Marilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03579635802816934188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post-39366847021497245262012-03-12T13:43:04.766-05:002012-03-12T13:43:04.766-05:00If you want to get the ball rolling, first you hav...If you want to get the ball rolling, first you have to get it out of your closet.KiteFlyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04209686092166441462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post-23763549222471049042012-03-12T05:32:13.520-05:002012-03-12T05:32:13.520-05:00Everybody knows that closet/cupboard doors move at...Everybody knows that closet/cupboard doors move at night when you blink. So you have to shut them first.Allegro ma non troppohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04429615833285806779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post-90181293529684992592012-03-11T08:53:55.368-05:002012-03-11T08:53:55.368-05:00Nice closet!! Mine looks a lot like ONE of your p...Nice closet!! Mine looks a lot like ONE of your picture but I wont say which one (hint: not the kitchen!) I really figured the closets were going to be your girls! A teensy bit of me wants to say go for it on the floor issue but someone might blame it on me so I wont. But I'm pretty sure you are capable of staining concrete on your own without lessons! *wink*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03896397905655488182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4675628046094162865.post-21478900117537389932012-03-10T21:41:05.916-06:002012-03-10T21:41:05.916-06:00I have luggage in the corner of our storage room. ...I have luggage in the corner of our storage room. That must be why it's such a mess!<br /><br />I was never worried about what was in closets, but I spent an awfully long time leaping onto my bed from a distance, in case the fox underneath decided to make an appearance. <br /><br />I still don't have my chickens, they'd better arrive in the next two weeks!The Accidental Housewifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12903019781422765851noreply@blogger.com