tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post1411113937143363693..comments2023-10-17T08:16:35.305-04:00Comments on That's Why: I Started Somethinglisahgoldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11158660223296807317noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-31752224306392275152010-07-08T12:51:32.763-04:002010-07-08T12:51:32.763-04:00YOU are distracting me. Been catching up. ;)YOU are distracting me. Been catching up. ;)MommyLisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08288191448338432734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-3482856547638662042010-07-07T04:38:18.810-04:002010-07-07T04:38:18.810-04:00not only is this damned internet distracting....I&...not only is this damned internet distracting....I'm actually starting to get some sort of weird pain in my right hand from clicking. I need to go find out what that might be...on the internet...I should be done in about...3 hoursDelana@dujourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09319475424591739125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-40603855746762543602010-07-06T23:26:05.379-04:002010-07-06T23:26:05.379-04:00I get distracted by t.v. all the time...lately my ...I get distracted by t.v. all the time...lately my obsession has been the show "Obsessed." I LOVE that show. :)Miss Healthypantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02388211920649065327noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-62533244190913027192010-07-06T16:05:27.171-04:002010-07-06T16:05:27.171-04:00People--they do it all the time too!
;~)People--they do it all the time too! <br /><br />;~)Life As I Know It Nowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03733963455243806298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-36143338837493556002010-07-06T15:13:29.572-04:002010-07-06T15:13:29.572-04:00Forgive my comment full of non sequiturs, it is ju...Forgive my comment full of non sequiturs, it is just that I am having trouble concentrating on my thoughts and I can't come up with a transitional phrase to save my life:<br />1.For a second I thought you were going to tell us you were pregnant. <br />2. I can only write with the blinds shut.<br />3. I do have a thing for George Clooney.<br />4. I am distracted by all that I have to do this week and what happened this weekend.La Belette Rougehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686717070120116918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-66412103832811643302010-07-06T14:20:03.998-04:002010-07-06T14:20:03.998-04:00Preggers?!!? It wasn't me!!
Just the thought...Preggers?!!? It wasn't me!!<br /><br />Just the thought of heat is distracting me. The temperature outside is 70. In the breezeway outside my windows, it's 80. My little apartment is 76, in spite of three fans going. And the sun just hit the breezeway, so I expect high 90s inside today. Tomorrow will be worse. :-(TomCathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11397335545286040472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-63531885404343379892010-07-06T12:32:44.995-04:002010-07-06T12:32:44.995-04:00Some freaking kid who I've never seen before o...Some freaking kid who I've never seen before outside my bedroom window @ 1;30 am blowing off fireworks. His chatter w a friend & the fireworks were stirring up the neighbors dog, so we had a combo of intermittent explosions & then a period of barking. <br />I get the who 4th of July pyromaniac thing, I do.<br />But all the razzle dazzle explosions carried on from dusk to 11 or 12.... now it was the next day & we want to sleep. <br /><br />I saw the kid coming towards my house, middle of the street & finally said Hey! Dude you need to stop. My neighbors across the street w the dog piped up too-- double teaming him... we are trying to sleep & you are upsetting to dog-- stop it!<br />I don;t know where this kid came from or why his parents let him roam the streets @ 1:30 am.... but I wanted to kick his ass. <br /><br />All week there have been blasts of fireworks going off.... last night not one explosion. <br /><br />A few nights ago someone lit off an M80 with a boom so big we must have jumped 7 inches off the bed. <br /><br />Anyway, as much as I have a bit of a pyromaniac in me, I am glad to have some peace & quiet back. <br /><br />If we don't get our sleep, we get cranky!Franhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14198689517878201943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-41978675753676877342010-07-06T07:56:11.852-04:002010-07-06T07:56:11.852-04:00We've always said our daughter should be a law...We've always said our daughter should be a lawyer for the same reasons you said :)<br /><br />I find the Internet distracting to the point of addiction. Forcibly unplugging is a great way to reconnect with people in your life (although the Internet lets you connect with people you've never met, LOL!)jsshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16563069589729910045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-90869126110745233302010-07-05T23:00:39.656-04:002010-07-05T23:00:39.656-04:00Maybe your brain needs to be distracted today to b...Maybe your brain needs to be distracted today to be focused tomorrow. that's my theory.gmbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12838413091600247047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-32582421859542480382010-07-05T22:13:32.634-04:002010-07-05T22:13:32.634-04:00Dang I wish I had that cleaning gene that you have...Dang I wish I had that cleaning gene that you have. But I have made it a goal to rid something from this house everyday.<br /><br />The words will come when you are ready.<br /><br />I hope you had a good weekend.Saoirse in Spokanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17832793203438825920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-33220419730499218052010-07-05T20:43:59.942-04:002010-07-05T20:43:59.942-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Mnmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05004472091756966173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-69850115527438564632010-07-05T20:43:57.661-04:002010-07-05T20:43:57.661-04:00I want to know if you're PG or not. That woul...I want to know if you're PG or not. That would be my nightmare.Mnmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05004472091756966173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-23186335367410999532010-07-05T18:35:50.536-04:002010-07-05T18:35:50.536-04:00That's funny. We have to stop our oldest from...That's funny. We have to stop our oldest from going into judge and jury mode. She's 7 years older than the middle child. And try as she might, she can't help but verbally beat them down for any misstep. But they are 4 and (almost) 2. So this happens a lot.<br /><br />I say all of that but in a few months she gets to start baby sitting her siblings. So we are going to have to tell her to turn that switch back on when we are not there. That's a small price to pay for a little mommy and daddy freedom!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09986167130467258392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-44406834806675522442010-07-05T15:35:58.456-04:002010-07-05T15:35:58.456-04:00Alecto, we're so very much alike. If I even l...Alecto, we're so very much alike. If I even leave this room right now to go pee, I'll end up cleaning the bathroom, sorting my nail polish, carrying the wastebasket downstairs, doing dishes......yep. <br /><br />And I still envy you your chickens. Have you picked the one to eat yet?lisahgoldenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11158660223296807317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221819058568684886.post-15917164814033857242010-07-05T12:35:05.289-04:002010-07-05T12:35:05.289-04:00CHICKENS!!! I want to be doing something with my c...CHICKENS!!! I want to be doing something with my chickens up to and including weighing them and picking one out to eat. However, in the event that I wandered outside with the scale and a box I'd remember I wanted to find the sandpaper to work on the spark plug belonging to the lawnmower with which I nearly removed my right arm (by pulling uselessly for DAYS). I would no sooner have sandpaper in hand then I'd be admiring my rider mower that starts with a whisper and I'd be about to climb on board when I'd remember that the keys are on the kitchen window sill for a REASON. I might pull up some weeds in the front yard although mostly I refuse to admit to having a front yard and then I might start digging a random hole in the event that I want to put a fence post in exactly that spot randomly and build a random fence around it (has happened before) and I'd wonder what the hell I did with the kitchen scale, wander back upstairs for the last Italian ice and then stare at the laundry some more, the other computer (for letter word beginning with w and ending with K) which REALLY needs to be booted up and, uh worked with before 9 tomorrow morning and the whole cycle starts over again. Now where IS that kitchen scale? And you thought it was just you. Hot flashes. Been having them for years but am not out of the woods yet and probably won't be for another five or six years. Hot flash in a Bikram room is, uh, stunning.Heather Jefferieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05590391262194548880noreply@blogger.com