tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post4274715016171162563..comments2023-06-13T10:43:41.247-04:00Comments on Ramblings and Run-Ons: Random NonsenseJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05107035581921810659noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-45829394034655212902009-03-30T06:38:00.000-04:002009-03-30T06:38:00.000-04:00Milk at McDonalds? How un-Kosher of you...Milk at McDonalds? How un-Kosher of you...Out-Numberedhttp://www.outnumberedonline.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-11241104023524393452009-03-28T07:04:00.000-04:002009-03-28T07:04:00.000-04:00Cool post. Don't you love little mini me? My son ...Cool post. Don't you love little mini me? My son and youngest daughter are like me and my wife is not to fond of it. LOL. Thank goodness my 13 yrs old is more mature and is more like my wife. There is still hope for her. LOLRobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13656125303973845693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-14098559811129528312009-03-28T00:39:00.000-04:002009-03-28T00:39:00.000-04:00LMAO! You, my friend were born to blog. I was laug...LMAO! You, my friend were born to blog. I was laughing the whole time. I can just picture the paint and coffee and one pissed off dad. What's up with the chickens? Do tell...Joeprahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15249876940389431970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-5878090975615762312009-03-28T00:01:00.000-04:002009-03-28T00:01:00.000-04:00i don't like heights either, but my hubs and i got...i don't like heights either, but my hubs and i got married in tahoe. what i hate is how fast he drives on the winding roads. ugh. i always feel like i'm gonna toss my cookies. i don't think my girls are afraid of heights the way i am, they go on roller coasters and things like that. i'm sorry, but i like to keep my feet planted firmly on the ground lolciarahttp://ciarasramblingsandwhatnot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-64173917051258119542009-03-27T19:06:00.000-04:002009-03-27T19:06:00.000-04:00i want to hear the chicken story. scared of chick...i want to hear the chicken story. scared of chickens huh? nothing like nice red paint on a carpet.johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08659671063386445985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-91264836962074232822009-03-27T19:03:00.000-04:002009-03-27T19:03:00.000-04:00Ahhh, the joys. Somethings are just genetic. BTW...Ahhh, the joys. Somethings are just genetic. <BR/>BTW, It cracks me up how you call your 2nd born #2. How about 'duece' before he learns to read.WeaselMommahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01695797746467444304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-88891616979983840762009-03-27T14:02:00.000-04:002009-03-27T14:02:00.000-04:00I live for being random!I live for being random!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-55467304388986324812009-03-27T13:28:00.000-04:002009-03-27T13:28:00.000-04:00I can do mountains - it's the bridges that get me....I can do mountains - it's the bridges that get me. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps that has something to do with my Dad telling me the other side had fallen off as we drove across them (them being the huge bridges between Jersey, Philly, and NY). Don't even get me started about the Chesapeake Bay Bridge/Tunnel. *shudders*Laurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07196314704670447416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-52137503409217865802009-03-27T11:11:00.000-04:002009-03-27T11:11:00.000-04:00I love the mountains. It's probably because I grew...I love the mountains. It's probably because I grew up in a place so flat that you could see hundreds of miles. The mountains are amazing to us flatlanders.Otter Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10218675244540656914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-47593149526332026952009-03-27T10:29:00.000-04:002009-03-27T10:29:00.000-04:00I'm afraid of heights too, but I will sneak a peak...I'm afraid of heights too, but I will sneak a peak just to capture the beauty...<BR/>It's beautiful in the bay area today...Come on down JasonAndrew's Daddieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10963637834438914144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-55567516832135853272009-03-27T10:08:00.000-04:002009-03-27T10:08:00.000-04:00Are we related? LOLAre we related? LOLBellaDaddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12469029319230742802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-8046677604422361712009-03-27T01:04:00.000-04:002009-03-27T01:04:00.000-04:00@Isabella- Number 2 was in the closet because he k...@Isabella- Number 2 was in the closet because he knew he was in trouble LOL(I'm sure he was looking for more trouble as well...)<BR/><BR/>@ShankRabbit- Believe it or not we got all but 2 small spots out of the carpet, his clothes on the other hand...Jasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05107035581921810659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-25063684628641020602009-03-27T00:47:00.001-04:002009-03-27T00:47:00.001-04:00Ooooh. Tempera and coffee?! Awesome combo! Swirl t...Ooooh. Tempera and coffee?! Awesome combo! Swirl then around a little and you've got a caffeinated art medium that's safe and fun for the whole family!ShankRabbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07108050453756230647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3238879617203428604.post-6672292604365386882009-03-27T00:47:00.000-04:002009-03-27T00:47:00.000-04:00I love randomness - if you haven't already guessed...I love randomness - if you haven't already guessed. :)<BR/><BR/><I>beautiful I'm sure, if it doesn't make you feel like the ground is falling from below your feet and you're going to drop to your death</I><BR/>I hear ya! That's what photos taken by other people are for.<BR/><BR/>Why was #2 in the closet?...Did I miss that part?<BR/><BR/>Happy FF!Isabellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05537474742419702738noreply@blogger.com