Comment Consideration

I enjoy your comments and I wish I were better at ignoring my children so that I could blog all night, every night, responding to you. Because I feel inclined to feed my children most nights and bath them usually, I run out of time for blogging. So here are some comments on your comments.



1. Dorkys Ramos said...
I don't think you could have given me a better present: reminding me to thank my lucky stars for surviving 2009 without being pregnant! YAY!

I do my part each and every chance I get to offset any population growth I might be producing with my non-child toting friends. Continue reaping the lessons I learned late. You too, Rebecca.

2. Cammie said...
I will out myself. I have very recently coughed myself into a little piddle.

I love women who aren't ashamed. Simply love it. I feel a kinship with you often, lady. Except the geese. I think you're too harsh on them.

3. Jillian Livingston said...
P.S. Pregnant women are exonerated from having to smile if they don't feel like it.

God Bless You, Jillian. Everyone see that??

4.chacha said...
Sounds like you work with a lot of women. Chicks are weird. Speaking as one I know. Are they around your age or older? Younger?

Indeed you are right. ALL women, to be exact, in my department. There are 12 of us total....soon to grow into 19. They're all crazy, too. Seriously quirky women. They range in age from 24 or 25 to 60+. Maybe one day I'll do a serious breakdown of personalities for you.



***I interrupt this post to tell you that I'm chatting with my mother on Facebook and she's informing me that my grandmother and aunt (my aunt lives with my grandparents) are "interested" in Roscoe, our Ewok dog. Long story short, my mother kept him for a visit at Christmas and he hasn't been back since. He's currently hanging out at my sisters' place with their dogs, the weenie pup and yellow lab. They like one another, apparently, and today when I wanted to retrieve Roscoe the Ewok, they suggested he enjoyed their house and should get to stay and enjoy the company of their dogs. NOW....my grandma and aunt expressed to my mother that they like him too, and could give him a home. What the hell, people???? I finally get to shelter a dog and it turns out to be a foster situation???***



Where was I.....



5. Intense Guy said...
I just had to grin like a silly old fool at that first picture of OJ.

Admit it, you like sticking your tongue out like OJ was doing....don't you? Sit on a park bench and stick your tongue out at people after you snap photos of them? :)



6. Tracy said...
Belly shots? (as in yours, not alcohol)

Damn, and I really thought you were propositioning me. I was getting all excited for our Sunday date (that never happened for me).

7. Michelle said...
Your children are so cute...I swear I am starting to wonder if you don't exaggerate just a bit about Owen. :)

You see, that's EXACTLY what happened to me with OJ's dad!!!! He was cute and really funny....and I got sucked into thinking it was a good idea. Don't let OJ do the same to you....

8. Mrs Montoya said...
So damn funny and I have no idea why you know what that smells like. I just love that you said it anyway.

Oh, Mrs.....I don't *really* know what that smells like, it was just pregnancy brain talking. :) I think it must have been leftovers from my conversation with Michelle about circumcision (don't ask) and having too many penises (plural: penii??) in the house. Either way....the thought just came to me, I assumed it HAD to be smelly, and so you all get the "visual aroma". Glad you laughed!