tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600879538563261950.post2764125165314908440..comments2013-11-11T00:38:50.278-06:00Comments on Ain't No Place To Put A Sticker: And they talk about womenPeggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14691651183539246623noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600879538563261950.post-40233300693026977552007-09-10T15:30:00.000-05:002007-09-10T15:30:00.000-05:00Sounds like you two have the same taste in men!I m...Sounds like you two have the same taste in men!<BR/><BR/>I must have gotten one of the last quiet ones. Always waiting on me. Never on the phone. Never on the internet blogging and talking on IM, either.<BR/><BR/>However, he does have a tae kwon do outfit from his childhood that I only recently convinced him to give to our 11-year-old neighbor.<BR/><BR/>But he couldn't part with his brown belt.<BR/><BR/>See, brown is the last color before black. He was so proud of *almost* being a black belt, he couldn't get rid of that brown one. It's in our dresser drawer, along with all our other belts.Beth @ The Natural Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06702094412517613685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600879538563261950.post-68123201663522439832007-09-10T07:57:00.000-05:002007-09-10T07:57:00.000-05:00HA HA HA. That is only so true. I am always waitin...HA HA HA. That is only so true. I am always waiting for Eugene to stop talking so we can leave. I have to admit I'm on the phone more though. Eugene doesn't have a bunch of junk computers, but he certainly has a bunch of junk. Over the years I've convinced him to get rid of some of it though.Jeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04639303530610684128noreply@blogger.com