tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12449288.post8009022615057529292..comments2008-10-14T12:16:22.585-04:00Papa Bradsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09795913459610115195noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12449288.post-90436315736634246542008-10-14T12:16:00.000-04:002008-10-14T12:16:00.000-04:00Hilarious! I can't picture Mama telling Barky to "chill the fuck out" - I love it! I remember seeing cockroaches when I lived in that building and I did. not. like it. Now I've moved on. Yesterday I almost had a heart attack after seeing what I could swear was a black widow spider in our laundry room sink. (Killed it.)Liberal Bananahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16756516267959299264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12449288.post-83671687537895672732008-10-13T15:09:00.000-04:002008-10-13T15:09:00.000-04:00ahhh, while I feel bad for Mama, I love the email. It's nice to get to know Mama. I love the fact that she makes up words/phrases like "Ginger Rogersing". <BR/><BR/>Mama Rocks.Lainey-Paneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07722187515774744428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12449288.post-39104821999484762722008-10-13T01:05:00.000-04:002008-10-13T01:05:00.000-04:00We were 44 farenheit when we left our house yesterday and it said 54 when we were in Canada, I assume still farenheit. It was 44 again when we made it home. I was too tired to look at it as I drove to Seattle and home today.<BR/><BR/>I had on two shirts, a sweatshirt and then another shirt (uniform) for working the SeaHawks game today and did not feel too cold or hot. It was a crazy day and now I am looking forward to going to bed soon.<BR/><BR/>I think Mama acomplished enough by 6:30 am, she deserves a nap. I always say, "No rest for the wicked!!" I know where I stand.<BR/><BR/>I enjoyed our video chat with Mama and 3jumpyB, and I loved my visit with my baby brother, who is older than me.<BR/><BR/>At the end of our visit, I knew Papa missed 3B because my son #1 had to talk in 2 year oldese. "Son #1 does not want the dessert menu." I am still not exactly sure what her really meant.<BR/><BR/>I Love YouKangamoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05891867439113326685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12449288.post-43104242888335234082008-10-12T20:54:00.000-04:002008-10-12T20:54:00.000-04:00It sounds like Mama could write a blog if she had the time. Never a dull moment, unless you are in a conference room discussing potentially exciting things.<BR/><BR/>It was 20 this morning when we woke up. The heater has been on and off all day for a couple of weeks now. It warmed up enough for a 29 mile ride this afternoon though.CaliforniaGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14894806233551502838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12449288.post-85522776355971237172008-10-12T14:24:00.000-04:002008-10-12T14:24:00.000-04:00You know, I love my cats, but they're old, and they puke fairly regularly, and our new apartment has carpet EXACTLY the color of cat barf making it very, very hard to find. So I'm not above hoping a little that they pass on soon. It's kinda harsh, but right now I'm feeling two (human) kids is enough.<BR/><BR/>On the other hand, I must be especially blessed, because I have never yet seen a cockroach.<BR/><BR/>I hope Barky's OK and Mama gets some sleep tonight. And 3B doesn't launch himself too far off that couch.anthromamahttp://anthromama.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.com