tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post8557496049580519134..comments2023-11-02T09:31:12.644-04:00Comments on Happy Meals & Happy Hour: Are You Talking To Me?Sue Wilkeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06611804749003805841noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-45104259850310138332009-02-17T17:43:00.000-05:002009-02-17T17:43:00.000-05:00ROFL! That reminds me of a converstaion I had wit...ROFL! That reminds me of a converstaion I had with my hubby not too long. The doctor thinks stress might be causing my migraines, but since I'm not working hub thinks I have nothing to be stressed about... go figure!Cookiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06447479295354195982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-19743345365054099912009-02-14T19:27:00.000-05:002009-02-14T19:27:00.000-05:00I always say "talking on the phone to someone with...I always say "talking on the phone to someone with small children is like talking to someone with Tourette's"<BR/>I have 2 kids, and I can relate!Christy Dawn Yogahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09628544614260409180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-52427738210658913082009-02-13T14:28:00.000-05:002009-02-13T14:28:00.000-05:00I'm still laughing, I can't stop. Isn't it funny ...I'm still laughing, I can't stop. Isn't it funny that kids can be normal bad, but as soon as you get on the phone all hell breaks loose. That's called Phone Bad!Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16088648997897145149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-52120117071157020732009-02-12T13:20:00.000-05:002009-02-12T13:20:00.000-05:00I now give my children a piece of taffy, peanut bu...I now give my children a piece of taffy, peanut butter, or a very large wad of gum before i make any important phone calls. Anything to keep their mouth busy. On warmer days, I have sent them out to play.. and locked the door behind them, er, um, in my mind, yeah, that's it, I didn't realllllllllly.....michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12059556565559633854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-90109109430309199622009-02-11T21:23:00.000-05:002009-02-11T21:23:00.000-05:00My phone conversations are much the same, but they...My phone conversations are much the same, but they usually involve crayons being eaten and there are usually some ear-piercing shrieks and dinosaur noises in the background. And then the Bean grabs the phone and hangs it up before I can say goodb--Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-7877311771919735802009-02-11T17:31:00.000-05:002009-02-11T17:31:00.000-05:00Sounds a lot like my phone conversations, minus th...Sounds a lot like my phone conversations, minus the beep, beep, beep of my daughter trying to grab the phone while saying "I want to talk to daddy!!" no matter who I am talking to.<BR/><BR/>Yeah, I try not to talk on the phone that often.Petra a.k.a The Wise (*Young*) Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01717981499965181200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-55803853132904873432009-02-11T16:20:00.000-05:002009-02-11T16:20:00.000-05:00You have phone conversations at home? I have to sn...You have phone conversations at home? I have to sneak around the corner to get in a conversationMariahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12952616489949080213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-51369803441068376112009-02-11T10:29:00.000-05:002009-02-11T10:29:00.000-05:00Well I hope that it is just stress and nothing els...Well I hope that it is just stress and nothing else. As for the phone conversation, I swore I would not be one of those kind of moms who is always yelling at her kid. It used to drive me nuts when I just wanted to have a conversation with my girlfriend and she couldn't stop talking to her kids! Here I am now, on the phone, son in the background and yelling like a mad woman! I don't ever bother using the phone between the hours of 6:30am and 8:00 pm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-90332263089845345842009-02-10T21:30:00.000-05:002009-02-10T21:30:00.000-05:00Oh my gosh! This was hilarious...mainly because I...Oh my gosh! This was hilarious...mainly because I think you were listening to my phone conversation(s) as this is so true!Anna Banana's Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13310015684151356070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-76244599561392971762009-02-10T17:21:00.000-05:002009-02-10T17:21:00.000-05:00Sounds familiar. And my teenagers wonder why I am...Sounds familiar. <BR/><BR/>And my teenagers wonder why I am am no longer able to complete a sentence.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-71693098435959013322009-02-10T16:51:00.000-05:002009-02-10T16:51:00.000-05:00My phone conversations are the same! My in person ...My phone conversations are the same! My in person adult conversations usually go this way too!kbd224https://www.blogger.com/profile/06383880952607446920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-77733712250735393112009-02-10T10:54:00.000-05:002009-02-10T10:54:00.000-05:00Hmmm...I'm wondering why the only person that talk...Hmmm...I'm wondering why the only person that talks to me on the phone is my sister...Alihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13804986298540603425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-24097429135085126212009-02-10T00:23:00.000-05:002009-02-10T00:23:00.000-05:00That's not a real angiogram is it? Tell me it's j...That's not a real angiogram is it? Tell me it's just a "gonna make the story sound way better than a <BR/>colonoscopy" thing. Although that would be sad too...Linda Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01236800337746995879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-91768020044998002372009-02-09T23:51:00.000-05:002009-02-09T23:51:00.000-05:00Oh yes...I have been there...thank God for school!...Oh yes...I have been there...thank God for school! Now I have 6 hours to be a rational adult :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-3635949521292658632009-02-09T21:19:00.000-05:002009-02-09T21:19:00.000-05:00Oh girl...I am so felling you on this one!! Ha!Oh girl...I am so felling you on this one!! Ha!Allikaye's Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18036537006076444277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-76357420992755177732009-02-09T21:01:00.000-05:002009-02-09T21:01:00.000-05:00I am freaking out...are you really going for an an...I am freaking out...are you really going for an angiogram?! I hope you are OK...maybe you are stressed from having so many fans rely on you for humor. Maybe you should try not to be so funny. Start making jokes about heart conditions. Oh, it's a vicious circle. I am saying prayers just in case.Lisa-licioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399062410114271738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-24389682183017709442009-02-09T20:16:00.000-05:002009-02-09T20:16:00.000-05:00See I just thought that was a form of torture from...See I just thought that was a form of torture from those with small kids. Which I love to respond with:<BR/><BR/>"I'm going to take a nap."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-12595437554258003112009-02-09T19:59:00.000-05:002009-02-09T19:59:00.000-05:00When I talk on the phone people always ask if I am...When I talk on the phone people always ask if I am in a well. No, people, it's the bathroom. And yes I may be peeing, maybe not.jill jill bo billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08559834800523759760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-7825288152162319612009-02-09T19:50:00.000-05:002009-02-09T19:50:00.000-05:00Har! You said it, sister. Usually I have callers...Har! You said it, sister. Usually I have callers asking what the smacking sound is and why I'm so out of breath.<BR/><BR/>Multitasking.<BR/><BR/>BTW, I decided to go to BlogHer! Can't wait to meet you - woo-hoo!<BR/><BR/>(I've missed you on Twitter - hope all is well...)<BR/><BR/>XO<BR/><BR/>AnnaAnna Leflerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06968276973881720329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-42153308745359109362009-02-09T19:30:00.000-05:002009-02-09T19:30:00.000-05:00all too familiar.all too familiar.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10399156539354549499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-19855885039547620772009-02-09T18:49:00.000-05:002009-02-09T18:49:00.000-05:00*snort* That sounds like my phone conversations wh...*snort* That sounds like my phone conversations when the Unit is home! No kids necessary.derfinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11146774907696083985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-78640051469858477302009-02-09T18:09:00.000-05:002009-02-09T18:09:00.000-05:00deja vu!deja vu!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-16683888914886375622009-02-09T17:53:00.000-05:002009-02-09T17:53:00.000-05:00This scene is all too familar.. I'm am LOL!This scene is all too familar.. I'm am LOL!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-79951402725948821992009-02-09T17:29:00.000-05:002009-02-09T17:29:00.000-05:00Yeah, I wonder why anyone would think we were stre...Yeah, I wonder why anyone would think we were stressed!I can't find my bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02613321200230079978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472738462670456793.post-8755522366639478512009-02-09T17:13:00.000-05:002009-02-09T17:13:00.000-05:00I was going to ask about the angiogram too! Are y...I was going to ask about the angiogram too! Are you ok? <BR/><BR/>I was down in your neck of the woods today...Kennett Square.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128900022470769935noreply@blogger.com