tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post116067847103282269..comments2023-11-03T09:09:32.113-04:00Comments on Behind the Stove: In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape...Just cos you feel it doesn't mean it's there... - "There There," RadioheadBabelBabehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00467487618830618571noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1161003809277263492006-10-16T09:03:00.000-04:002006-10-16T09:03:00.000-04:00Wow. I don't turn the computer on for a few days ...Wow. I don't turn the computer on for a few days and I miss all kinds of things!Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05241997715764189848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160784216295601032006-10-13T20:03:00.000-04:002006-10-13T20:03:00.000-04:00Busy, busy Babelbabe. I'm proud of you for trying ...Busy, busy Babelbabe. I'm proud of you for trying to fit your running in, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160781653640195612006-10-13T19:20:00.000-04:002006-10-13T19:20:00.000-04:00what katya said. and since it's mine and gina's bl...what katya said. and since it's mine and gina's blog, any further "suggestions" will be ignored. <BR/><BR/>I LIKE to run. I really do get that endorphin high. plus, it's QUIET in my head when i run. not that i'm Sybil or naything, I am just being driven bananas by my very loud children.<BR/><BR/>the coffee shop people really seem to grok what music i am yearning for on any given day; it's downright eerie sometimes.BabelBabehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00467487618830618571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160772467994439052006-10-13T16:47:00.000-04:002006-10-13T16:47:00.000-04:00I like the pop-up comments because I can move the ...I like the pop-up comments because I can move the comment box over and see the post and the comments while I'm commenting.<BR/><BR/>That was so wonderful of the coffe shop dude.Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12066257241391122732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160770492665588412006-10-13T16:14:00.000-04:002006-10-13T16:14:00.000-04:00Milk? Not so much in here.International Postings? ...Milk? Not so much in here.<BR/><BR/>International Postings? Mailed mine off to daysgoby yesterday. The chilluns had packed/repacked it a dozen times. Who knows what was actually IN it when I finally said STOP IT and sealed it. And YES! It felt like I'd accomplished something. Had been 'working on it' since JULY. <BR/><BR/>I am too tired to go out at 10. And running?! What in the heck for?MsCellaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05399187248681818440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160765031302497692006-10-13T14:43:00.000-04:002006-10-13T14:43:00.000-04:00That's why they have that link "see original post"...That's why they have that link "see original post" at the top of comments. I prefer it, but to each their own.<BR/><BR/>I go through a half gallon of milk/week. But I'm just one person who is hardly ever home. <BR/><BR/>SL, again having signing in issues.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160751866495194472006-10-13T11:04:00.000-04:002006-10-13T11:04:00.000-04:00"Busier than a one-armed paperhanger."I think that..."Busier than a one-armed paperhanger."<BR/><BR/>I think that's the only clean one I can recall.<BR/><BR/>-One Who Knows<BR/><BR/>P.S. We go through 4 gallons/17 liters of milk a week.Jokehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05672407657347134623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160751677678840702006-10-13T11:01:00.000-04:002006-10-13T11:01:00.000-04:00oh my, I love you all the same amount, just in dif...oh my, I love you all the same amount, just in different ways (just like my kids, ahem). (It's just that Terzo is the only one I want to run away to Tahiti with...)<BR/><BR/>We switched to the pop-up comments so you can SEE the original post while commenting. <BR/><BR/>I want new hair - preferably curlier and maybe a little redder? Cool.BabelBabehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00467487618830618571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160748399464930702006-10-13T10:06:00.000-04:002006-10-13T10:06:00.000-04:00clearly I CANNOT trust bloglines.I didn't see what...clearly I CANNOT trust bloglines.<BR/>I didn't see what was going on here till this morning...<BR/>but maybe it's better that way as I see we are all playing nicely.<BR/>Suse knows where her heart is - and now I'm all butch looking with my new hair.<BR/>Meanwhile, I HAVE NOT been so kind as to ship goodies across the sea, so.blackbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160745414477088082006-10-13T09:16:00.000-04:002006-10-13T09:16:00.000-04:00Oh i love how you write - I love the interjections...Oh i love how you write - I love the interjections about the cookies, you're so like me in that regard (or I'm so like you or whatever - SHUT UP!) <BR/><BR/>I'm glad you went out for an hour to recoop just a bit, and letting him cry until he figures out the sleep thing is NOT a horrible thing. He's safe, he's warm, he's fed, he just needs to adjust this habit and you'll all be happier. I used to sit in the dark in the corner of LM's room where he couldn't see me and cry with him. He stopped after a short while and he has been the best sleeper ever since. <BR/><BR/>I love that you took snacks for the teacher, too. How thoughtful of you.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07797634231980014686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160744216943314502006-10-13T08:56:00.000-04:002006-10-13T08:56:00.000-04:00(pps - no flaming from here for crying-to-sleep; s...(pps - no flaming from here for crying-to-sleep; some kids are born knowing how to put themselves to sleep, most have to learn. Good luck with it!)Bechttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10219854307291147169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160744084208390712006-10-13T08:54:00.000-04:002006-10-13T08:54:00.000-04:00Suse is eminently lovable, possibly even more so i...Suse is eminently lovable, possibly even more so in person (and I have the photo on my blog to prove it!)<BR/><BR/>As for milk, you could get a cow, but then you'd need a calf, too, and then there's hay, and bran, and a barn of some kind, plus OHMYGOD the MILKING. Suck it up. Buy the milk.<BR/><BR/>(Grew up with a house cow, feel very qualified on this one)<BR/><BR/>(ps good for you to get out and read a book. I may just try that next time my sanity threatens loved ones)Bechttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10219854307291147169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160710700265967602006-10-12T23:38:00.000-04:002006-10-12T23:38:00.000-04:00Hey, sitting in a bar (even if it is at ten at nig...Hey, sitting in a bar (even if it is at ten at night) reading = dedicated reading time. You gotta get it where you can :-)<BR/>I vote that the horse drawn milk delivery van makes a comeback (did you have that in the US?). I remember it fondly from my childhood. Because we go through a massive amount of milk here too and I hate getting to 5pm and realing THERE IS NO SODDING MILK.<BR/>And you can leave your kids at the school gate the moment they are happy to see the back of you ;-)<BR/>Am not even going to touch the Suse thing. Sniff.lazy cowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10756448890246596503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160705194064187492006-10-12T22:06:00.001-04:002006-10-12T22:06:00.001-04:00PS. I am the big sister, you are the tall one.PS. I am the big sister, you are the tall one.Susehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160705163185930542006-10-12T22:06:00.000-04:002006-10-12T22:06:00.000-04:00Oh but good golly gosh, I love you too BB, in a bi...Oh but good golly gosh, I love you too BB, in a big sisterly way you know.<BR/><BR/>(SL - PILL = Platonic Internet Lesbian Lover. See archives).Susehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837796439737091649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160703234549270062006-10-12T21:33:00.000-04:002006-10-12T21:33:00.000-04:00OK, so I am being a tad indiscreet about Suse, but...OK, so I am being a tad indiscreet about Suse, but I was just so excited that I FINALLY got the damn package in the mail. With chocolate intact. <BR/><BR/>Blackbird *knows* she has nothing to worry about. <BR/><BR/>I love Suse in a *sisterly* way.BabelBabehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00467487618830618571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160692806345012812006-10-12T18:40:00.000-04:002006-10-12T18:40:00.000-04:00I'm jealous of the Yeungling. Mmmmmmmmm.I'm jealous of the Yeungling. Mmmmmmmmm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160691735720145112006-10-12T18:22:00.000-04:002006-10-12T18:22:00.000-04:00PILL? and walking is better for the knees, but I d...PILL? <BR/><BR/>and walking is better for the knees, but I do admire you for your enthusiasm. <BR/><BR/>I have to say I'm not fond of the "pop-up" comments--I like being able to click on "read original post" as I'm commenting. But that's just me, being crotchety. <BR/><BR/>Don't you love the sweet coffee shop dudes? <BR/><BR/>I probably would have had similar chocolate restocking issues too. <BR/><BR/>(SL, having signing in issues)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160689547070320152006-10-12T17:45:00.000-04:002006-10-12T17:45:00.000-04:00Um, did Blackbird know you were wooing her PILL in...Um, did Blackbird know you were wooing her PILL in such a fashion? Cause if she didn't, well, she does now...Peghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05418469059724674167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160689040686578162006-10-12T17:37:00.000-04:002006-10-12T17:37:00.000-04:00I will never understand you runner types. After a ...I will never understand you runner types. After a day like that, you feel you need MORE EXERCISE? Jesus. I need a nap just reading about it.Badgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08612452005428621885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10685011.post-1160682255798227772006-10-12T15:44:00.000-04:002006-10-12T15:44:00.000-04:00ugh, October. Today Ellen's monologue was about SA...ugh, October. Today Ellen's monologue was about SAD.Sarah Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00251034210962259082noreply@blogger.com