tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post5727490066155740371..comments2023-09-26T08:22:11.800-05:00Comments on TT's-Paint and Spackle Grape Juice: Friday.....finally!tthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14157492410943794052noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-88949135351057589652008-03-03T17:29:00.000-06:002008-03-03T17:29:00.000-06:00Alli: you are wayyy to busy to do the silly stuff!...Alli: you are wayyy to busy to do the silly stuff! And maybe when you're 53 you can get organized too.. ha ha :)tthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14157492410943794052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-37402578784723621772008-03-01T11:52:00.000-06:002008-03-01T11:52:00.000-06:00FMD: Not sure if it's a Marine thing or just a 'gu...FMD: Not sure if it's a Marine thing or just a 'guy' thing! :)<BR/>in fairness tho, we gals like out 'treasures' too. The garage is just a big cavernous space tho so everything ends up there. And ours is a 3 car one! We still get 2 cars in there but the 3rd one is way too full.<BR/>Semper Fi Devil Dog! Oorah!!tthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14157492410943794052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-61461515130734336952008-03-01T08:55:00.000-06:002008-03-01T08:55:00.000-06:00I am a recovering packrat with relapses at times. ...I am a recovering packrat with relapses at times. ;) My worst thing right now is paperwork. I am still needing to work on that. Our office is still a nightmare and still the bane of my existence. ug.<BR/><BR/>You are more progressive than I am. I don't text message & neither does hubby. I will occasionally in response, but we do not have a texting plan and so we end up paying for each one. We have even considered blocking the text function, but probably won't as to not offend anyone. :) PLUS the new phones we got are not texting-friendly.<BR/><BR/>I do have my "cranberry" (blackberry/crackberry), but it does not have the phone option. It is for paging & messaging (and internet) only. And I am not even sure I can message people outside of work.Allison Hornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07706754318123107871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-3074201297999718592008-03-01T01:06:00.000-06:002008-03-01T01:06:00.000-06:00HA! Must be a Marine thing. I've got a whole gar...HA! Must be a Marine thing. I've got a whole garage full of stuff that I keep saying, "I'll find a use for that" and into a drawer or cabinet it goes. Then once a year I have to go through and try and convince myself (of the truth) that I will likely NEVER find a use for whatever it is I threw in the drawer last year. Never fear, you'll get there, eventually.<BR/><BR/>Regards to you and Top and the parental units.<BR/><BR/>Semper Fi<BR/><BR/>FMDAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-83142432871239481922008-02-29T19:36:00.000-06:002008-02-29T19:36:00.000-06:00reh: You speak volumns with the written word so yo...reh: You speak volumns with the written word so you're forgiven! It is fun huh!<BR/><BR/>Jen: I bet there are a lot of us out there. Frustrating at times but I totally agree. He can keep all his 'treasures' as long as I can keep 'him'!!<BR/><BR/>tweb: no he's not that bad. Thank goodness. It's all neatly stored in a few dozen boxes. :)<BR/>A walkout basement?? huh?? wha...tthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14157492410943794052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-17931459069893720382008-02-29T13:44:00.000-06:002008-02-29T13:44:00.000-06:00One of my biggest fears in life is becoming a cant...One of my biggest fears in life is becoming a cant-thrower-outer. My mom is a packrat. Sorta. She loves her nicknacks. Me, I like my space. Babe's mom, ugh, can't even go there. She kept EVERYTHING, including old newspapers, which ended up getting wet in the walkout basement and turning into about 2 feet deep mold. Yep, seriously. I'm sure Lovee's stuff isn't that bad! :)Twebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05017980305725364463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-15366105327652560252008-02-29T10:43:00.000-06:002008-02-29T10:43:00.000-06:00Your first paragraph exactly describes my organiza...Your first paragraph exactly describes my organizational life. I love my husband, but . . . he is a pack rat! And then I become one to make sure that it's okay to not keep it anymore! But that's okay. I can live with a bit of junk as long as I've got his love. <BR/><BR/>I feel you on this one.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03584503437503775081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169886500661537753.post-22246658091934210692008-02-29T07:39:00.000-06:002008-02-29T07:39:00.000-06:00I think I may have been the last of my generation ...I think I may have been the last of my generation to own a cellphone. I didn't see the point - but once I got it, and found the joy of texting - I was hooked. Now I rarely speak to people at all... I text.<BR/><BR/>Is that a good thing, or a bad thing? heheR.E.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04959653462160442710noreply@blogger.com