tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3472361006103657328.post428318770439818649..comments2023-11-30T08:38:06.122-08:00Comments on Just another perfect day...: Turn The Clock BackGunDivahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02965363044411500380noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3472361006103657328.post-91329110025244044522010-01-08T17:16:37.631-08:002010-01-08T17:16:37.631-08:00I miss being a kid and having people do everything...I miss being a kid and having people do everything for me and I just got to play play play.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3472361006103657328.post-8095741042626039082010-01-08T16:57:08.670-08:002010-01-08T16:57:08.670-08:00I hate the cold too. I have less and less toleranc...I hate the cold too. I have less and less tolerance for it as I get older. By the time the car is ready to go I'm shivering so bad my teeth are actually chattering. Ugh. I don't like footie pjs though. They make my feet sweat. lolAunt Juiceboxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09312942310632639442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3472361006103657328.post-65394224296698399012010-01-08T10:41:48.159-08:002010-01-08T10:41:48.159-08:00Oh, I do, Nate, I do. My garage is full of stuff ...Oh, I do, Nate, I do. My garage is full of stuff and even if it wasn't, it's too narrow for my car and the insulation sucks. I used the garage the first year I moved in, but had to line up the car just right so that I could open my door and step into the house - and I drove a little Honda Accord. I gave up using the garage when I realized I was scraping the windows just as much as I would on the street and I wouldn't have to be a contortionis to get out of the car if I parked on the stree.GunDivahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02965363044411500380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3472361006103657328.post-64160975477289877082010-01-07T22:00:25.911-08:002010-01-07T22:00:25.911-08:00LoL. Make your eighteen year old scrape off the ca...LoL. Make your eighteen year old scrape off the car!! <br /><br />p.s. thats why I am glad I have a garage!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3472361006103657328.post-79129840207225998442010-01-07T21:09:44.353-08:002010-01-07T21:09:44.353-08:00I can remember as a kid falling asleep at my cousi...I can remember as a kid falling asleep at my cousins house (or where ever) and waking up at home wondering how I got there. Sort of like collage.<br />BillAllenspark Lodgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06390004633731055728noreply@blogger.com