tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7268985416439660021.post6024088518956095294..comments2023-07-18T03:44:33.021-07:00Comments on The Bit Maelstrom: Conversations From The Living Room, Part Iblakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05430444326700437630noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7268985416439660021.post-65409202110133592392008-06-28T11:22:00.000-07:002008-06-28T11:22:00.000-07:00At which ponit, you mutter under your breath, "If ...At which ponit, you mutter under your breath, "If only..."<BR/><BR/>Heheheh. <BR/><BR/>"If you were Amelia Earhart, you could at least bring some of your girlfriends home."blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05430444326700437630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7268985416439660021.post-47132412548701702912008-06-28T07:33:00.000-07:002008-06-28T07:33:00.000-07:00My wife doesn't deal well with domestic matters. S...My wife doesn't deal well with domestic matters. She is the creative, artistic, fashion type. So I do all the cooking and the nurturing in the family. When my granddaughter was here she called me up and said “Grandpa, when are you coming home, Grandma tried to give me cheese for breakfast.”<BR/>Anyway, one day I got the flu really bad. I am lying in bed, miserable and she just didn’t know what to do. “You can’t get sick, you never get sick. Get better, now!” I said “I know honey, I’m trying.” She said “Well you better hurry up because I’m no Amelia Earhart.”Trooper Yorkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01978703998566102194noreply@blogger.com