tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post112930480840129658..comments2011-09-04T12:51:54.297-06:00Becky..AMHWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14367710044518218570noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129558791768940832005-10-17T08:19:00.000-06:002005-10-17T08:19:00.000-06:00Oh dear "G" or Clarabelle...snicker. My toe is a beautiful black coloUr. The toenail is a goner.<BR/><BR/>I wore my Chuck Taylors to Lagoon. My son asks me where I got these and I said I wore them in highschool and now I can wear them again! He approves. <BR/><BR/>Lisa, there is a phrase in your post that will make Justin all teary eyed. I'll let you ponder this.<BR/><BR/>The wedding reception was lovely. If I had gotten married in the fall it would have been something I would have chosen. No nuts in cups (Unless you count Uncle Whatshisname). My niece served ice cream and hot apple pie.Becky..Absent Minded Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14367710044518218570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129558168235908292005-10-17T08:09:00.000-06:002005-10-17T08:09:00.000-06:00O-U-C-H. In my family, my hubbs and my son are real bad about hitting their toes on bed frames, door frames, couches, etc. I don't get it. Why must they be so clumsy?Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11205198139360842051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129527461422137142005-10-16T23:37:00.000-06:002005-10-16T23:37:00.000-06:00...I love what nytro said.<BR/><BR/>fucking utah receptions. I hate them with the fire of a thousand suns. (or sons, if you're talking pyromaniacs...)Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15141065527386153341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129527370663939632005-10-16T23:36:00.000-06:002005-10-16T23:36:00.000-06:00damn you to hell (or eternity in provo...)! You WILL have time to stop in for a chat/drink/make out session one of these days. Oh yes, you will. <BR/><BR/><BR/>I hope. <BR/><BR/>Sorry 'bout the foot. hope you had a great weekend anyway. :)Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15141065527386153341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129352335610874172005-10-14T22:58:00.000-06:002005-10-14T22:58:00.000-06:00Ooooo, that's gonna leave a mark....<BR/><BR/>So sorry about your toesie! "S" is Oooo-ing as well as I read him your blog and he says he feels sorry for you cuz he knows how much it hurts. <BR/><BR/>I hope the wedding goes well and your toe heals quickly.<BR/><BR/>A question: a toe that is already purple most of the time turns WHAT colour when it's broken?<BR/><BR/>GAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129345128336453052005-10-14T20:58:00.000-06:002005-10-14T20:58:00.000-06:00OUCH!!! I broke one of my toes on vacation in VA when my daughter was young. Dropped a baby bottle on it at just the right angle. I bet that really smarts!!Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01662814028815864285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129321161256391062005-10-14T14:19:00.000-06:002005-10-14T14:19:00.000-06:00You know Utah family. You just can't GO. You have to VISIT. This requires a whole stinkin' weekend. I like my nuts in a cup.<BR/><BR/>OK, seriously, I'm getting off the computer now.Becky..Absent Minded Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14367710044518218570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129320334133900012005-10-14T14:05:00.000-06:002005-10-14T14:05:00.000-06:00sorry about your toe! that sounds like something i would do... come to think of it, it sounds like something i HAVE done.<BR/><BR/>wedding reception in utah county, huh? so you're going to go through the reception line and eat nuts and mints out of a cup and then leave? why do you have to pack a bag? that's only 15 minutes out of your life.. unless everyone from the ward come and then you'll have a good 30 minute wait to shake hands and say congratulations to people you don't even know.Nytrohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08735807742257692742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129318228314202252005-10-14T13:30:00.000-06:002005-10-14T13:30:00.000-06:00Shhhhh, don't tell!<BR/><BR/>I am from UT county. I was "bad" for openly drinking coffee in highschool. Of course, we won't talk about the jocks snorting heroin, shall we...Becky..Absent Minded Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14367710044518218570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129316625215616812005-10-14T13:03:00.000-06:002005-10-14T13:03:00.000-06:00Going to Utah County? You ought to pack a rifle and some weapons. Especially if the locals find out you've been having coffee!BSChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01711678891212264840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-1129310144448822922005-10-14T11:15:00.000-06:002005-10-14T11:15:00.000-06:00MMMM....enfamil in your coffee. THAT'S scandal.kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269602143044828895noreply@blogger.com