tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post7107730353089445225..comments2024-03-27T05:30:07.368-04:00Comments on The More, The Messier: We Can Run, But We Can't HideSuburban Correspondenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-12440055815069141952008-06-28T01:25:00.000-04:002008-06-28T01:25:00.000-04:00I realize I'm months late with this comment...it's...I realize I'm months late with this comment...it's who I am. <BR/><BR/>But I so feel your pain!! Donn has all sorts of interior design opinions! Maybe he and Larry could get together and decorate a den or something, and get it out of their system?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-26354540121386974502007-12-20T02:49:00.000-05:002007-12-20T02:49:00.000-05:00What if the chair becomes a piece of patio furnitu...What if the chair becomes a piece of patio furniture? <BR/> JillJillybeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12150574987267072428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-7963184054832829202007-12-19T17:10:00.000-05:002007-12-19T17:10:00.000-05:00We have had mice in our silverware drawer before. ...We have had mice in our silverware drawer before. Famous last words.... "Oh, I wonder how that plastic spoon got chewed up in there. Oh - I'll just throw it out later...." and I went on serving up breakfast. Boy did I regret that decision to not look into why there was a chewed up baby spoon in the drawer right away.<BR/><BR/>The good news is no one died, I guess.MadMadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11550335108031470562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-39967590388972609372007-12-19T15:51:00.000-05:002007-12-19T15:51:00.000-05:00Keep the chair, you're BONDING WITH ANNA. Ugly or...Keep the chair, you're BONDING WITH ANNA. Ugly or no it might be worth it <B>; )</B>Fanniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13256873494991946979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-66914492353343430872007-12-19T12:43:00.000-05:002007-12-19T12:43:00.000-05:00I don't what to tell you about the chair. My husb...I don't what to tell you about the chair. My husband and I had a seven year stalemate (sp?) over living room furniture. I do not jest. Seven years we lived with a ugly futon because we could NOT agree on furniture. Everything I liked, he thought was uncomfortable and everything he liked I thought looked like a big brown turd.Mary Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08923591889426758103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-73068611397235133462007-12-19T12:36:00.000-05:002007-12-19T12:36:00.000-05:00I don't know, I think if he calls your bluff you'r...I don't know, I think if he calls your bluff you're better off. Where would you go? I'd be making a list of destinations right this minute.<BR/><BR/>Condolences on the mice. We have loads of hawks and owls outside. I'm fairly certain there are no mice within a 1/4-mile perimeter.amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02429539000041713324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-55343627544918092752007-12-19T11:25:00.000-05:002007-12-19T11:25:00.000-05:00Sounds like you're going to have a nice room there...Sounds like you're going to have a nice room there, for blogging? At least you got your chairs at a good price. Just pretend you don't see your husbands'.Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13064271466583841630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-59274819535201937732007-12-19T07:46:00.000-05:002007-12-19T07:46:00.000-05:00I am so with you on the man gets the outdoors to m...I am so with you on the man gets the outdoors to mess with idea. And I would give him ownership of eradicating the mouse issue even though it is inside. After all, they come from the outside. I swear the rodents liked our house in the past because of all the crumbs my kids left all over. (And the hidden sandwiches under the bed, candy bars in secret places, old glass of milk in drawer, etc.)Motherwisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10627354624733983721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-60081134090963423052007-12-19T00:23:00.000-05:002007-12-19T00:23:00.000-05:00No, you are not alone. I remember Edith Bunker and...No, you are not alone. I remember Edith Bunker and her onscreen change of life.<BR/><BR/>I don't think I would go messing with Larry's chair. After all, he did take you to Ikea. And, in my book, that's love.Mrs. G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01171997573144385692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-56644645514407438472007-12-19T00:03:00.000-05:002007-12-19T00:03:00.000-05:00I'm queen of the house, my husband is king of the ...I'm queen of the house, my husband is king of the yard. There are some overlapping boundaries in which compromises are made, but generally speaking, we're into the traditional gender roles when it comes to the house and yard. Good luck on getting rid of the chair . . maybe if you planted some mouse poop on the cushion??? God bless.Maria (also Bia)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10915816897999091636noreply@blogger.com