tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post3400961796862073492..comments2024-03-27T05:30:07.368-04:00Comments on The More, The Messier: Great ExpectationsSuburban Correspondenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-63534818517533688462013-04-04T01:20:57.200-04:002013-04-04T01:20:57.200-04:00Better bread. Totally worth it. :)
Better bread. Totally worth it. :)<br />And I'll Raise You 5https://www.blogger.com/profile/04807118403081664721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-79202760404782092272013-04-02T08:27:40.524-04:002013-04-02T08:27:40.524-04:00Sounds like Easter, at our house. Heck...sounds l...Sounds like Easter, at our house. Heck...sounds like every day, at our house. You're welcome to come over, we'll eat outside...this way...who cares if the soda explodes, right?!? RIGHT?!? [crickets] Riiiiiiiiight. Stupid holidaze.Liz@thisfullhousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13667927814859471084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-55952045530140380762013-04-01T11:03:18.341-04:002013-04-01T11:03:18.341-04:00Ugh. The soda spill would make my eye twitch all ...Ugh. The soda spill would make my eye twitch all by itself. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-44297056177687507242013-04-01T06:29:27.758-04:002013-04-01T06:29:27.758-04:00Reality just won't stop getting in the way. I...Reality just won't stop getting in the way. I had my own Easter freak out fifteen minutes before our guests arrived because I felt I looked fat in my dress and it was too late to find something else to wear. In other words, I was the one having the tantrum, not the kids.Patience_Crabstickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16860012969550268614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-75180673006120427632013-03-31T22:32:51.571-04:002013-03-31T22:32:51.571-04:00You totally have an excuse, having relocated every...You totally have an excuse, having relocated everyone to a foreign country for the year!Suburban Correspondenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-81469613723692288372013-03-31T21:44:52.263-04:002013-03-31T21:44:52.263-04:00This post is balm for a weary soul. Our meals/days...This post is balm for a weary soul. Our meals/days are regularly filled with screaming children (and today was worse than normal), so to hear someone else dealing with the same shameless crap....well, I feel better already.Jennifer Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15595231987892881691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-18884175011608155402013-03-31T21:18:01.616-04:002013-03-31T21:18:01.616-04:00It's all about the bread.
And laughter.
With t...It's all about the bread.<br />And laughter.<br />With those things the rest will just be just a day in the life.<br />I'm just happy you ate.<br />This old gal planted the lettuce bed and did not cook.cookingwithgashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11456258592273328486noreply@blogger.com