tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post214746573007092513..comments2024-03-27T05:30:07.368-04:00Comments on The More, The Messier: No Monkeying AroundSuburban Correspondenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-88382566927182314022017-02-18T00:56:38.873-05:002017-02-18T00:56:38.873-05:00I just read the bananas story for the first time. ...I just read the bananas story for the first time. Um... thoughtful? <br />(But don't mind me, I'm the one who has to buy her own chocolate when he's not looking.)Karen (formerly kcinnova)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08965093440928340819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-29703543237025935882017-02-18T00:53:06.798-05:002017-02-18T00:53:06.798-05:00My husband brought a potted plant -- stargazer lil...My husband brought a potted plant -- stargazer lilies -- into work for me on Tuesday. He brought it <i>there</i> so he'd look good in the eyes of others. I can't complain (although the smell was overpowering by Thursday) because I got him a big fat NOTHING. Or maybe I got him lilies to plant when we finally can see the garden again? Going on 29 years of marriage here...Karen (formerly kcinnova)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08965093440928340819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-10871060990757033452017-02-15T17:24:01.697-05:002017-02-15T17:24:01.697-05:00I figured after 26 years of marriage we didn't...I figured after 26 years of marriage we didn't do valentine's anymore - and then he came home w/a sweet card and a box of goodies. And he got...nothing! Oops!<br /><br />I never read the banana story before - hilarious!Gigihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05467164195744234746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-81292882564997482512017-02-15T07:39:11.608-05:002017-02-15T07:39:11.608-05:00My husband and I went clothes shopping...for him. ...My husband and I went clothes shopping...for him. I spent much of the evening sitting on the gross carpeting by a mirror and whimpering. Jennifer Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15595231987892881691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-25718160876693228412017-02-15T07:27:49.682-05:002017-02-15T07:27:49.682-05:00We don't do anything. I just don't have th...We don't do anything. I just don't have that gene. We do laugh at our lack of expertise for holidays and at this point don't see the point. We're closing in on 45 years soon, it's been a bundle of fun, through think and thin. I say, flooring is as important as chocolate.cookingwithgashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11456258592273328486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-88468111122599931052017-02-15T07:27:18.517-05:002017-02-15T07:27:18.517-05:00"That's the the sort of really personal g..."That's the the sort of really personal gift" etc made me laugh out loud.the queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10263293738568555668noreply@blogger.com