tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post6377563037856032600..comments2023-10-12T03:35:59.807-07:00Comments on I thought this would be more like having a cat.: Territorial PissingsMissuz Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02185674492467062254noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-23407419471833448222007-04-20T17:34:00.000-07:002007-04-20T17:34:00.000-07:00Oh man I feel you on this one. Good luck, and try...Oh man I feel you on this one. Good luck, and try not to let the negative crap get to you too much (it really fucked with my head).Kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12419701805267676774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-14501091117375733362007-04-09T12:40:00.000-07:002007-04-09T12:40:00.000-07:00Hey, just wanted to drop you a line to say that Sa...Hey, just wanted to drop you a line to say that Saturday was excellent. I can't remember the last time I laughed as hard (and today, I'm not 100% sure what all we laughed about, but it was pretty stinkin' funny). Great seeing you guys, and an especially nice bonus of having Craig and Christine (sp?) there.<BR/><BR/>Oh, and just a head's up... the people who pick up our recycling have a guy working for them who owns an Andean import shop by Ancestor Square in St. George and he is sponsoring a end of the month outdoor bazaar on the last sunday of every month. Music, art, stuff. Might be fun to get a little group down there. I'll have Jennifer forward you the information. <BR/><BR/>Oh, and Erik, in case you're concerned, no one was offended. Highly entertained? Certainly. Offended? Of course not.A Man without a Bandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16897754597845911895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-85282323737634019522007-04-06T13:36:00.000-07:002007-04-06T13:36:00.000-07:00My heart goes out to you. Having to clean out the ...My heart goes out to you. Having to clean out the house and then walk people through it seems absolutely beastly. I think I might have to die in my house. <BR/><BR/>Cuggles sound awesome. I am so glad Noah is a cuddler and I dread the day when he won't want to snuggle with me. It's definitely one of my favorite things about being a Mom.NMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06013773933321448030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-37458279103787751252007-04-05T10:22:00.000-07:002007-04-05T10:22:00.000-07:00Find some really obscure artist and say "That mura...Find some really obscure artist and say "That mural was done by so'n'so. Don't you think he's brilliant?" Then move along. I hate it when I feel like people are judging my space. I'm sure you handle it with lots more grace than I do.<BR/><BR/>I miss you too.Katyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02999205269519295825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11882938.post-16289045269493211402007-04-05T05:50:00.000-07:002007-04-05T05:50:00.000-07:00LOL - don't take their critisms sitting down - ins...LOL - don't take their critisms sitting down - instead say "That's the difference in a House and a Home, this is a home where people can be themselves and paint the bathroom wall with fingernail polish if they want!" or say "F*** off - don't criticize my house you Jerk!" Either way will stop them in their tracks - heheheAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02636166256471045062noreply@blogger.com