tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post115324449972365253..comments2024-02-21T12:11:32.886-05:00Comments on Bats Left/Throws Right: By Way of an Apology for That Picture Staying Up All WeekendJames Briggs Stratton "Doghouse" Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05378802364709433791noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153613730641911612006-07-22T20:15:00.000-04:002006-07-22T20:15:00.000-04:00Greetings to your niecephews from our imaginary ch...Greetings to your niecephews from our imaginary children: Aubergine, Vector II, and little Vinda Lou. <BR/><BR/>And for the sake of that story, I'll retract the "Bite me" about the merely 35-year-old woman in the post downstream. Just -- come on, I bet her boobs don't even reach her waist yet. And I'm old enough to be her mother. (And even mine don't, unless I really slouch.)<BR/><BR/>Good luck Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153332105357296892006-07-19T14:01:00.000-04:002006-07-19T14:01:00.000-04:00Dsang, you do wing a wicked funny story throughout...Dsang, you do wing a wicked funny story throughout trials and tribulations!<BR/>Um...Creme Brulee? Boulliabaise?<BR/>Etouffee?isabelitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04175928587455507236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153307590807957742006-07-19T07:13:00.000-04:002006-07-19T07:13:00.000-04:00I was kind of thinking Mise en Place. But that's ...I was kind of thinking Mise en Place. But that's just me.jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13752779296599153304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153279083516570592006-07-18T23:18:00.000-04:002006-07-18T23:18:00.000-04:00Flambe? Julienne? Bechamel?Jeebus. Sorry.Flambe? Julienne? Bechamel?<BR/><BR/>Jeebus. Sorry.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153275118218518542006-07-18T22:11:00.000-04:002006-07-18T22:11:00.000-04:00My dad always said, "I just want to live long enou...My dad always said, "I just want to live long enough to become a burden on my children," and it's the one goal in life that he failed to achieve.<BR/><BR/>My mom was kind of a big infant my whole life, but her parents took care of her, so it wasn't much of a problem for me once I grew out of infant status myself. But when she died (fairly young) I inherited her mom and dad, who were hard to lookAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153263301032351742006-07-18T18:55:00.000-04:002006-07-18T18:55:00.000-04:00I just giggled every time I checked in.My advice i...I just giggled every time I checked in.<BR/><BR/>My advice is basically to pack up and move in the middle of the night before you let anyone move in with you. On the other hand, the people who've moved in with me were friends, but not people I was generally responsible for in any way. I don't think you get that out with your parents, a fact I may find myself facing down at some point here. <BR/><Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153257712507140782006-07-18T17:21:00.000-04:002006-07-18T17:21:00.000-04:00I can only echo encouragement, and to admit the ph...I can only echo encouragement, and to admit the photo of the dog <I>"thing"</I> being up for so long didn't bother me. Much.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11211639.post-1153253642745068992006-07-18T16:14:00.000-04:002006-07-18T16:14:00.000-04:00Doghouse,I've been through this, lots. First with ...Doghouse,<BR/><BR/>I've been through this, lots. First with my grandmother, then my stepfather (both now dead) and now my mother. Whatever foundations have been laid down with regards to relationships get put to the test now. It sounds like you are handling yourself well, and you are fortunate to have family to share it with. The hardest thing for me is knowing that I'm next, and that it's not Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com