tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028351853023286226.post165003781822063920..comments2023-09-05T07:24:52.988-04:00Comments on Not Funny, Kind of Funny: What A TUDE!I am OKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13680063331772605756noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028351853023286226.post-86884295035308099082010-09-22T13:44:59.582-04:002010-09-22T13:44:59.582-04:00I feel for you. Jess gets like that too w/ work, b...I feel for you. Jess gets like that too w/ work, being tired and crabby. You look forward to them coming home and spending time w/ them then their crabby and take it out on you. Hope he gets some rest and you guys get to enjoy some time togetherKimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10911767321126596464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028351853023286226.post-8993115211874625572010-09-19T16:02:08.741-04:002010-09-19T16:02:08.741-04:00Awww man, that stinks. I hate when things like th...Awww man, that stinks. I hate when things like that happen. Hoping he'll spend some time w/you!!!Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15700075162888413264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028351853023286226.post-22960467084030503462010-09-19T14:25:07.729-04:002010-09-19T14:25:07.729-04:00:( They can never hear what their own tone sounds ...:( They can never hear what their own tone sounds like, we always have that argument. But I can offer no advise. I wish I was there to come pick you up and go to coldstone cremary to kill it all in ice cream. "Ice cream always loves you!" At first when I read your title I thought it said "What a turd!" (maybe because I have a big turd here!) Okay I am not helping, I'll shut up now!Beccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17372424835029780092noreply@blogger.com