tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post5710394031905179487..comments2023-04-26T10:28:08.276-04:00Comments on Coffee Break Chronicles: There's got to be a better solutionSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15678773418074199216noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-90802967414299493782008-11-13T10:02:00.000-05:002008-11-13T10:02:00.000-05:00Why you don't write a book Sarah? Seriously.There...Why you don't write a book Sarah? <BR/><BR/>Seriously.<BR/><BR/>There are very few people with your talent for conveying emotion and humor with written words. Your blog reads to me like a combination between Ernestine Gilbreth and Pat McManus.<BR/><BR/>Tell Ryan I said hi and if you are down this way stop in for a visit.<BR/><BR/>Pete L-Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-54590533865944283472008-11-12T23:22:00.000-05:002008-11-12T23:22:00.000-05:00Yeah, I remember not wanting to clean in the summe...Yeah, I remember not wanting to clean in the summertime, and a sister telling me "That's what winter is for, go enjoy the sunshine." What can be my excuse in the Winter???Julianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17777760220359877067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-11749151739401183272008-11-12T18:53:00.000-05:002008-11-12T18:53:00.000-05:00Oh man...I can totally relate to that and I only h...Oh man...I can totally relate to that and I only have one little boy right now. No time to clean when I'm at school full time...I keep saying, maybe next summer it'll be clean more days than not. ; )Camihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11349469905778852802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-48326491445668021592008-11-12T00:08:00.000-05:002008-11-12T00:08:00.000-05:00Ooh, can I relate. We have had sooo many bad messy...Ooh, can I relate. We have had sooo many bad messy house stories here. Last night I came home carefree from a shower only to find my hubby and kids entertaining company amidst piles of dirty dishes, supper still on the table, mounds of snowpants/jackets/boots smeared all over the floor in with the chopped up wrapping paper and crayons. I could have cried, but when I really thought about it I guess it usually looks exactly like that...just not sooo gross when I know someone's coming. Dean's grampa did tromp through the clothes pile one time and snag a bra on his boot. Talk about feeling dumb when I had to go remove it...he had no clue why I was reefing on his boot. ~marneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-81371653658917852102008-11-11T22:45:00.000-05:002008-11-11T22:45:00.000-05:00oops murphy's law went in the wrong spot. LOL Chr...oops murphy's law went in the wrong spot. LOL <BR/>ChristyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-91325584847537473752008-11-11T22:43:00.000-05:002008-11-11T22:43:00.000-05:00It happens here too! Whenever it is clean nobody ...It happens here too! Whenever it is clean nobody comes. I guess that is why a lot of people down here call you to have you over and not you call them. That way they can plan and clean accordingly. By the way tell Mindi her brother Glenn is dating your cousin Kate I. Murphy's Law they say.<BR/>ChristyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-54803786124275806662008-11-11T00:17:00.000-05:002008-11-11T00:17:00.000-05:00Ahh. Me too. I like to tell others that if you a...Ahh. Me too. I like to tell others that if you are coming to visit ME then swing in whenever, but if you are coming to se my house, then give at least an hours notice - that is just for the public areas of this house - if you want a full blown tour, then you'll have to book an appointment.<BR/>But really anyone raising a house full of little people know that things cannot be perfect all (or even most) of the time. I was just telling Mindy today that I have hit the point of 'why bother, no one cares but me." And really it is one big mess 20 minutes after I finish.Amy Lhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08008273271970581539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-51649060235775085472008-11-10T22:19:00.000-05:002008-11-10T22:19:00.000-05:00I'd commented earlier, but it didn't work I guess....I'd commented earlier, but it didn't work I guess. I cleaned today as well, and lo and behold it was still clean when I got home from work tonight! bonus! <BR/> We're coming up tomorrow morning, and was wondering if you were going to be home so maybe we could get a little visit in. I'll maybe just stop by on our way through. Not sure exactly when we are leaving.... maybe before noon.... maybe at noon.... :) But not after noon.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01823100011352205033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-25157678926919469752008-11-10T21:28:00.000-05:002008-11-10T21:28:00.000-05:00Sharyn- very true. I think I can relax most when I...Sharyn- very true. I think I can relax most when I'm visiting somewhere much like this place on a typical day. <BR/><BR/>Aleena- as it figures- no one stopped by today. They missed it. Happy to report things are back to "normal."<BR/><BR/>Mindi- I don't really know you either, so we're equal. : ) <BR/><BR/>And, Jan- No lies here. Trust me. : )Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15678773418074199216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-50401092216871886992008-11-10T20:56:00.000-05:002008-11-10T20:56:00.000-05:00I am so with you. We live bit out of the way, so ...I am so with you. We live bit out of the way, so we don't get much drop in company, but I need more than an hour's notice to get into shape. Like, to scrub walls and stuff...<BR/>oh, and if I invite you over short notice-like, it means I really feel comfortable with you.<BR/>Sarah, I think you could come over, unless you are writing lots of lies! : )Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00503844100790593794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-48065818453696325102008-11-10T15:43:00.000-05:002008-11-10T15:43:00.000-05:00Ahhh! Life with kids. I can totally relate. Than...Ahhh! Life with kids. I can totally relate. <BR/>Thanks for the comment on my blog. I have run into your blog from time to time. I really have no idea who you are. To be honest, it bugs me when I can't figure out who someone is. At least a little. Once I have a connection, I'm okay. But until then...MindiJohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15786207107743192543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-89854719521607566292008-11-10T15:21:00.000-05:002008-11-10T15:21:00.000-05:00It's the same here...usually a mess and only on th...It's the same here...usually a mess and only on the worse days do people stop by, and when my house is actually nice and clean, nobody ever comes by!Aleenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00218526398693766138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-885001187404991699.post-23355269436532676402008-11-10T13:50:00.000-05:002008-11-10T13:50:00.000-05:00This sounds so familiar. My house is not in visita...This sounds so familiar. My house is not in visitation mode today. LOL<BR/><BR/>It's funny tho - I think about those homes that I visit, and I often feel most comfortable and, well, at home in those that are soaring. And yet I have a hard time entertaining in soar mode myself. I need to relax. <BR/><BR/>My problem, as Uncle George puts it, is that I've run clean out of flat surfaces to stack things on. LOL I'll have to blog about that and how his coffee cup was perched precariously on top of a sloping pile of magazines.....Sharynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14185677983538760159noreply@blogger.com