tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447522722837164276.post6086602167201659654..comments2023-06-28T08:38:43.999-07:00Comments on The Davy Tales: Mondayscrystalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06769175096525107753noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447522722837164276.post-90202608582451209832008-07-10T10:36:00.000-07:002008-07-10T10:36:00.000-07:00Too funny Crys...I have to comment because I have ...Too funny Crys...I have to comment because I have forever been stumped with the fact that we always have seemed to have more laundry after being in Norfolk too! I've never figured it out as I don't change every two hours or anything. Too funny you experience the same thing!Leannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09364895223811514065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-447522722837164276.post-69608413756274820342008-07-08T10:40:00.000-07:002008-07-08T10:40:00.000-07:00Let me know when you hold your first "Rarely Floss...Let me know when you hold your first "Rarely Flossing Anonymous" meeting. I'll be there. :-)<BR/><BR/>For the record, I dread Tuesdays. Today for example: meeting at 8am, busy-busy-busy from 9-2, meeting at 2pm, meeting at 4:15pm, first chance to hang with my family at 6pm, rehearsal at 7pm, hopefully home to hang with Tracie by 9:30pm. Yuck.<BR/><BR/>Ah, well. If it weren't for a busy Tuesday, I'd probably have to stretch the busyness across the entire week, then I'd be in big trouble.bret welstead's old profilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08506628497444208448noreply@blogger.com