tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post4880746917775258733..comments2024-02-13T06:23:16.777-05:00Comments on Adopting M.E.: Wild OneMary Ellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14416798580398814009noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-23019846617322561222009-05-13T00:09:00.000-04:002009-05-13T00:09:00.000-04:00With all of that I would start drinking too!
Thos...With all of that I would start drinking too!<br /><br />Those pairs of underwear (why do we call them pairs?) I usually toss as soon as I get home. Or in the trash can at work if I can't take it any more. And going commando at work is no fun so those are some bad bad underwears!<br /><br />I am going to try Elenka's milk and honey thing before bed, sounds yummy and soothing!Cupcake Blondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10588999664483664504noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-77675645447258768552009-05-09T20:20:00.000-04:002009-05-09T20:20:00.000-04:00I couldn't agree more, in regards to people workin...I couldn't agree more, in regards to people working for the state!Abby Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05184076501715872766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-43557426767995154472009-05-09T00:43:00.000-04:002009-05-09T00:43:00.000-04:00I'm SO with you on the underwear thing; why don't ...I'm SO with you on the underwear thing; why don't we throw the damned things away?!<br /><br />P.S. Sorry your mom hasn't responded yet.Mrs4444https://www.blogger.com/profile/06426176094895489541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-45630806190132252082009-05-07T00:04:00.000-04:002009-05-07T00:04:00.000-04:00I hope Alex's hip is doing better!
I can't beli...I hope Alex's hip is doing better! <br /><br />I can't believe I'm about to share this...but I have a pair of horrible undies. Three actually. I love them, but I hate them. They have a looonnnggg tag that is sewn right into the back and hangs down. It tickles my crack. I never remember to cut the tag out until I'm out in public and it starts tickling me. It's NOT a pretty sight.Lannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11716187020760397063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-80800023499252881472009-05-06T20:03:00.000-04:002009-05-06T20:03:00.000-04:00All I can say is I think I am glad I don't have bo...All I can say is I think I am glad I don't have boys. Oh crap! Wait, I have a daughter who surfs, (two broken noses and a broken foot, not to mantion there are sharks out there) and a daughter who trains horses for a living (nothing broken yet, but "Big Girl" had a fit in the sand one day and fell right on top of my entire daughter. My daughter told me it was a good thing they were on the beach, she sank into the sand under "Big Girl", named appropriately I might add)<br />I have to agree with Becca...Xanax baby...that sh*t has saved many a customer and co-worker. Don't care, don't care that my not caring bothers some people. <br />I thought about starting to drink. The one vodka/tonic I had the other night made me forget my feet hurt like a bitch.<br />Nothing worse than undies that bug ya!<br />Hang in there...worrying won't change a thing, except for how much your head hurts!<br />Love Ya!claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16572555442321120647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-50171801549837443722009-05-06T16:36:00.000-04:002009-05-06T16:36:00.000-04:00The underwear one is so true!! It can really put ...The underwear one is so true!! It can really put cracks in a great day!Laura Marchanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07878325934353943862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-55038768156941843172009-05-06T12:45:00.000-04:002009-05-06T12:45:00.000-04:00Xanax baby!!! I can still function and make decisi...Xanax baby!!! I can still function and make decisions but I just don't care about the crap...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03707312160893238672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-63206510803605180172009-05-06T11:01:00.000-04:002009-05-06T11:01:00.000-04:00Come on over to see who won my last giveaway :) I...Come on over to see who won my last giveaway :) I posted the winners this morning :)<br />http://trying2staycalm.blogspot.com/2009/05/pick-your-books-giveaway-winners.html<br />Congrats you are one of them!!!! Please e-mail me your mailing info. asap. Have a great day!<br />♥ Hugs :)Shaunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13780614646408617149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-21892879366586865932009-05-06T09:06:00.000-04:002009-05-06T09:06:00.000-04:00Evan got hit by a baseball several years ago when ...Evan got hit by a baseball several years ago when he was about nine. I was not paying attention and didn't realize he was up to bat when I heard this very loud thunk and looked up to see my one and only son sprawled over home plate.It was so loud that everyone watching gasped and cringed in sympathy. I wanted to jump the fence and run to him but, instead, I slowly walked to the area where he was while chanting to myself "do not run, do not embarrass him, do not run". He was OK and continued in the game. I did call out to first base "OK?" and got a thumbs up. After the game, I was feeling quite proud of myself and my restraint. What did my son say? "MOM! Where were you? The coach kept saying - just hold on, your Mom will be here any minute." Sigh, you just can't win. <br />Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers who read this. :)Evansmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02608017212902742315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-16041103492399148112009-05-06T09:05:00.000-04:002009-05-06T09:05:00.000-04:00It's why you love coming to play rehearsal to sit ...It's why you love coming to play rehearsal to sit next to me so that we can giggle about the way everyone reduces their lines to Yankee.<br /><br />My advice, therefore?<br /><br />Take a nice hot Baaaath<br /><br />:-)<br /><br />(Oh, and get yourself some new underwears and brars)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00830525553830638384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-62954080872073053292009-05-06T08:21:00.000-04:002009-05-06T08:21:00.000-04:00Oh man! I used to play Rugby and my parents refus...Oh man! I used to play Rugby and my parents refused to watch due to the lack of padding, but at least we only hit each other with our bodies not sticks! Yikes!<br /><br />I have been wondering about the drinking thing myself. Let me know if it works! Although you could also try to borrow some Ambien from Hallie!Odettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10793858002476113533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-23208374412255249942009-05-06T08:10:00.000-04:002009-05-06T08:10:00.000-04:00You know what? I fell down this week. Like, I ho...You know what? I fell down this week. Like, I honest-to-God tripped over the coffee table and fell ass over teakettle. I was telling a friend about the truly spectacular bruises I have and how surprised I am that my ribs are so sore--when you consider my considerable padding, this seems inconsistent. And she said, "Actually, fatty tissue bruises much more easily than lean tissue."<br /><br />Bitch.Barb Matijevichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16469997012394334517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-21918638180006163052009-05-06T07:38:00.000-04:002009-05-06T07:38:00.000-04:00It's never too late, or too early, to start drinki...It's never too late, or too early, to start drinking!Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02921336810725430983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6608430877565126289.post-46171783712498590402009-05-06T06:33:00.000-04:002009-05-06T06:33:00.000-04:00ME, I went through the Lacrosse thing....I know ex...ME, I went through the Lacrosse thing....I know exactly how you feel. Fortunately he didn't get hurt, or not that i know of, at least. I'm glad those days are over. i cannot believe how much money it cost for all that supposedly protective gear. These teams should invest in bubble wrap.<br />Stress is no good. Worrying is no good. But i don't know how to stop it. I have both situations. Oh, things could be much, much worse, I know that but I like it when things are perfect and there are no worries. (Like when I was my son's age!) (He doesn't have a care in the world...but the trouble is, he SHOULD have cares in the world!)<br />I hate it when I can't sleep. One good thing about you not having a job, (the only good thing) is you don't have to get up at 5:30 am and go to work after you already have been popeyed awake since 2:30.....doing what? Worrying......I can't control it.<br />But over the past 2 months I have slept better after I read about taking a spoonful of honey before bed. I heat up a 1/2 C of milk with a spoon of honey in it and drink that before bed. I have slept much better!!<br />Well, here's to a good day for you and the boy!Elenkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11377371859667172825noreply@blogger.com