tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16785398.post6122385889426398747..comments2023-09-28T11:02:19.935-04:00Comments on Funny Gals: Maybe when I'm 40 he'll believe I've finally grown up...FunnyGal KAThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10827578909140878399noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16785398.post-61694487540936802452008-12-12T22:37:00.000-05:002008-12-12T22:37:00.000-05:00So how many people did you have come over ?So how many people did you have come over ?Deb@Mommie Mayhemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12595018863339288569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16785398.post-25241324031862544592008-12-12T15:35:00.000-05:002008-12-12T15:35:00.000-05:00I'm coming over.I'm coming over.Dr Zibbshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11570006777738622727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16785398.post-47621078338457500762008-12-12T14:29:00.000-05:002008-12-12T14:29:00.000-05:00Also, come play our game over at Tash's blog, Funn...Also, come play our game over at Tash's blog, Funny Gals (and everyone else)!SouthernBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10144061264883912189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16785398.post-9234313698665816552008-12-12T13:58:00.000-05:002008-12-12T13:58:00.000-05:00Dad's are funny that way. Even though mine doesn'...Dad's are funny that way. Even though mine doesn't even live in this country anymore, precious long distance minutes are spent telling me to lock the door, make sure the stove is turned off, and to watch watch my purse when I head downtown. <BR/><BR/>Gee thanks, dad, but I'm a big girl. I cross the street on my own and everything.Tashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04518645982745771359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16785398.post-44800940261641254392008-12-12T12:20:00.000-05:002008-12-12T12:20:00.000-05:00LOL, that is gold. You will always be his little ...LOL, that is gold. You will always be his little girl.<BR/><BR/>That reminds me of when my frail little granny, in her eighties, wanted to walk like ten blocks uphill during a blackout to make sure my aunt, her forty year old daughter, was okay.<BR/><BR/>Or when my mum came over to Husband's & my house and started cleaning up and throwing things away. I had to stop her because she accidentally nearly threw out all the cards we got at our wedding.SouthernBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10144061264883912189noreply@blogger.com