tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post8835604584576808718..comments2008-05-20T22:32:43.310-06:00girlfridayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04750662060280801265noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post-16765773146584572052008-05-20T22:32:00.000-06:002008-05-20T22:32:00.000-06:00Oh, Elph - what would we argue about?? Nicknames? Pishaw.<BR/><BR/>Oh ewww - a root beer, olive martini - the very THOUGHT of it. <BR/><BR/>With regard to the walnut, coconut encrusted seafood - if a certain presidential candidate wins, there may just be such a meal waiting for him . . . every night, for 4 years . . .JEBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06808815761985641976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post-11009462134416618192008-05-20T14:00:00.000-06:002008-05-20T14:00:00.000-06:00Love it!!<BR/>First of all, if and when JEB and I ever have an argument you know it is going to be a doozie.<BR/>Do you enjoy a root beer, olive martini while avoiding carrots, my dear friend?<BR/><BR/>Lois, Classic!! Of course. I just don't have enough Monica in me to do that.<BR/><BR/>Molly, Molly.<BR/>I owe you for pet sitting........and maybe more. Maybe you should just start sending notices in the mail.<BR/>...."As of May 31st if your childcare dues are not paid in full there will be a 1 million dollar late fee.<BR/>Love and Kisses,<BR/>Molly."<BR/>This is completely random, but I was thinking about how JEB doesn't like certain (very few) foods and then I though about what foods her husband doesn't partake in and I thought if she were to, hypothetically, get really pissed at him she could make him a walnut and coconut encrusted seafood dinner. He would know for sure he'd done something really bad.elphabahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16449363902940989434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post-57899170353210531862008-05-20T13:10:00.000-06:002008-05-20T13:10:00.000-06:00Graduating college.<BR/>Being the third wheel.<BR/>Family drama.<BR/>"The Hills."<BR/>Reminding people I babysit for to pay me.<BR/>The song "Lolipop" by L'il Wayne<BR/>Spaghetti."Molly McGee"http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688519490810890179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post-29440387282302768172008-05-20T10:19:00.000-06:002008-05-20T10:19:00.000-06:00Moving furniture that hasn't been moved in years so I can vacuum underneath.Lois E. Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15510646495606043661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post-85903143859940891372008-05-19T20:47:00.000-06:002008-05-19T20:47:00.000-06:00Phone calls. (But then you knew that didn't you, Elphaba.) Cleaning out my 3000 plus e-mail box. (This 3000 does not include folders I have that say things like "e-mails to be read later.)<BR/><BR/>Conversations that will turn into arguments.<BR/><BR/>Reading my Bible.<BR/><BR/>Eating carrots.JEBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06808815761985641976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16237172.post-92143226785976492232008-05-19T18:52:00.000-06:002008-05-19T18:52:00.000-06:00For me it is mowing the lawn and working on my sermon for Sunday (until late Saturday night : )Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11515234122487727620noreply@blogger.com