tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post1859375694518886617..comments2023-06-02T10:17:10.296-06:00Comments on Emptying the Nest: Why they keep the sharp things under a watchful eye in the 'tool corral'Jane!http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804142964805900278noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-40768435455718165632009-02-02T08:06:00.000-07:002009-02-02T08:06:00.000-07:00I love naughty pine (yes I know how it's SUPPOSED ...I love naughty pine (yes I know how it's SUPPOSED to be spelled) for the name sake. Didn't know there was naughty alder too; how fun that must be. The pine has a buddy!<BR/><BR/>Joel<BR/>P.S. - Yeah, I jumped ship, but I'm still around...lurking in the shadows.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-22368809143670978052009-02-01T02:42:00.000-07:002009-02-01T02:42:00.000-07:00My engineer husband does exactly the same thing (e...My engineer husband does exactly the same thing (except for the spit thing, because, WTF is up with <I>THAT</I>)<BR/>I think he just likes to spend an hour debating the virtues of each piece of crown moulding so that I will just relent and he can get his way. <BR/>Whenever he rearranges in public, I remind him (loudly) that they have creams for that and embarrass the crap out of him. He may learn eventually.binkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10892145759857437371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-3773428558808541402009-01-26T11:50:00.000-07:002009-01-26T11:50:00.000-07:00OMG, I was just about to ask about if Homer is an ...OMG, I was just about to ask about if Homer is an engineer, because that is EXACTLY how my dad does a project. After weeks of planning and possibly a printed and annotated time table for it's completion. Possibly involving diagrams and a lecture of some sort about the intricacies of something....Miss Thystlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980292649883712855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-86022609181153864812009-01-26T11:08:00.000-07:002009-01-26T11:08:00.000-07:00Next time drink the Tequila before taking Homer to...Next time drink the Tequila before taking Homer to Ho Depot and you won't care what he does. That's what I do before taking my hubbs out.Sheri and Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05841702715840837835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-61668045527601587862009-01-26T10:27:00.000-07:002009-01-26T10:27:00.000-07:00My eyes glaze over the minute I step foot into Hom...My eyes glaze over the minute I step foot into Home Desperate. There is just way too much stuff going in that wharehouse of horrors.Gina (Mannyed)https://www.blogger.com/profile/06029428386005003508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-8604258554018366802009-01-26T09:18:00.000-07:002009-01-26T09:18:00.000-07:00I always love reading your posts! We have so much ...I always love reading your posts! We have so much in common! This is so typical!Barretthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16882081453719974280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-43580069104250460572009-01-26T06:36:00.000-07:002009-01-26T06:36:00.000-07:00Funny (but too true) stuff. Both MY WIFE and I are...Funny (but too true) stuff. Both MY WIFE and I are the type to go to Depot and be picayune over things, but opposite things. She will fret over colors; I over sizes.<BR/><BR/>And the "lick and wipe"? My Mom. In church. Every Sunday. Somehow I managed to get something onto my face before mass, every week. And, every week, the dreaded spit and wipe.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-52383325834156724282009-01-25T19:38:00.000-07:002009-01-25T19:38:00.000-07:00Switch plates my ass............Switch plates my ass............Joiseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18248088457399216939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-79251736348356416762009-01-25T19:36:00.000-07:002009-01-25T19:36:00.000-07:00Same thing only at Target. I'm not going there, ...Same thing only at Target. I'm not going there, am I?Joiseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18248088457399216939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-20164281501159298482009-01-25T17:56:00.000-07:002009-01-25T17:56:00.000-07:00Oh the memories of being married!!! At least he ha...Oh the memories of being married!!! <BR/>At least he hasn't adjusted himself in front of me- you know me- I'd say something that would probably make him cry!!!<BR/><BR/>UH<BR/>Tequila?<BR/>I could have helped you out with that you know-Shupehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07122041961201164491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-56581131856264993482009-01-25T16:36:00.000-07:002009-01-25T16:36:00.000-07:00Husbands are so weird...Husbands are so weird...Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01917220093249420237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-37524056780418424942009-01-25T14:52:00.000-07:002009-01-25T14:52:00.000-07:00I am so relieved that this post had a happy ending...I am so relieved that this post had a happy ending.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480046958714954128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-74005313542095908542009-01-25T13:51:00.000-07:002009-01-25T13:51:00.000-07:00Um...excuse me? You had tequila and didn't invite...Um...excuse me? You had tequila and didn't invite me. Cause that's all I got out of that whole story - you had tequila...Debzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06782022114303206069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-24664946808228705812009-01-24T20:58:00.000-07:002009-01-24T20:58:00.000-07:00Hehehehehe!! I laughed myself silly reading this!...Hehehehehe!! I laughed myself silly reading this!! I can so clearly picture these scenes between you and Homer. And...what is it with guys and their junk?? We were in Wally World last night and there was a kid about 8 years old just going at his arranging. His Dad was totally oblivious. Sheesh!<BR/><BR/>Here's hoping you are getting some of those projects done this weekend.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-46313365710285503822009-01-24T14:12:00.000-07:002009-01-24T14:12:00.000-07:00That should have been licked and wiped - whoops!That should have been licked and wiped - whoops!Noaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00237530219064564986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-79597955923930504332009-01-24T14:11:00.000-07:002009-01-24T14:11:00.000-07:00Oh Jane, why did you ever let Homer out of the hou...Oh Jane, why did you ever let Homer out of the house?!? And seriously, he liked and wiped your face? I'm surprised he wasn't singing soprano after that!<BR/>Good luck with that project, I think you're going to need another bottle or two of tequilla!<BR/>PeaceNoaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00237530219064564986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-36150630792404057522009-01-24T10:00:00.000-07:002009-01-24T10:00:00.000-07:00I truly fear The Home Depot!I truly fear The Home Depot!Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506141014376919585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-28994788307642055312009-01-24T06:11:00.000-07:002009-01-24T06:11:00.000-07:00I always grab one of the decorating magazines from...I always grab one of the decorating magazines from the front of Home Depot to read in the "boring aisles" so I don't hit my husband with a blunt object because he takes so long. <BR/><BR/>http://thaxtonfam.blogspot.com/Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14730518451056627559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-2453924193078659122009-01-23T20:28:00.000-07:002009-01-23T20:28:00.000-07:00LOL The Ho Depot is one of our favorite places to ...LOL The Ho Depot is one of our favorite places to hang. Except my oldest daughter - the one you met. Apparently she thinks it's COMPLETELY unfair that she's too big any more to sit in the 'car cart' with the other two. Ho Depot swiftly earned shit list status in her book :)<BR/><BR/>My husband re-arranges himself in public too. What is this about? So far I just pretend not to see him do it. <BR/><BR/>My husband insists that my children spit on his finger then he wipes off their faces with their own spit. HOW is this better!?? LOL :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-51233828677326374982009-01-23T15:59:00.000-07:002009-01-23T15:59:00.000-07:00I commented on your morning after blog before catc...I commented on your morning after blog before catching up with the rest, J.<BR/><BR/>Himself is not a do-it-yourself kind of guy. Always wished he was but am now rethinking that......<BR/><BR/>Have a great weekend! hugs, gAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-90609295593217359832009-01-23T14:47:00.000-07:002009-01-23T14:47:00.000-07:00It's totally a man thing. Roy does the same damn t...It's totally a man thing.<BR/> Roy does the same damn thing! From the lickin' the ick on my face to the pickin' of the perfect piece of wood. <BR/>But never at any time in the 17 years that I have known him has he ever made an adjustment of Elvis in Public.... or the back up band. <BR/>NEVER! <BR/>NOT ONCE!<BR/>It goes totally against his grain.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16546785350999393723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-85073247815455108372009-01-23T13:52:00.000-07:002009-01-23T13:52:00.000-07:00Oh Jane! I think we were separated at birth! Or...Oh Jane! I think we were separated at birth! Or maybe our engineer husbands were!!!<BR/><BR/>At last I have found someone who now understands why I didn't want to renovate my kitchen. . . (Think,appliance shopping for starters!!!)<BR/><BR/>So mine's electrical. . . what's yours???? Mechanical? Chemical? Civil???Liz Wilkey (a.k.a. A Mom on Spin)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14804873736204504475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7317632603483889308.post-70438887339732669912009-01-23T13:33:00.000-07:002009-01-23T13:33:00.000-07:00And yet again, I'm happy my husband is now someone...And yet again, I'm happy my husband is now someone else's issue.<BR/><BR/>My mother used to do the 'lick and wipe'. God, I hated that. I used to tell her it was the equivalent of spitting on your child's face. <BR/>Disgusting. I've never done it, either. Yeah, my kid has gone places with a dirty face. I. Don't. Care. I refuse to spit on her.Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16637670293642285740noreply@blogger.com