tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post5535466324305648581..comments2023-10-20T07:30:57.164-06:00Comments on The Writer's Corner (and Also What I Ate Today): A tale wherein I embarrass myselfAnnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03435959688644291813noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post-11610821530372764882010-11-29T13:03:40.245-07:002010-11-29T13:03:40.245-07:00I remember wishing and hoping that the school bus ...I remember wishing and hoping that the school bus wouldn't make it up the hill and we'd all get to go home and have hot chocolate and cookies. We even made up our own rule: if the bus didn't show up within 10 minutes of it's due time, we could leave, miss school and the bus driver would be to blame.<br /><br />The bus always showed up during the final countdown!<br /><br />Boo.<br /><br />But then one year, it crashed going down the steepest hill. We all used our mad 9and very much practiced) emergency exit skills, hopped off the bus and then had to slip and slide our way back up the hill to get home... And there was no hot chocolate or cookies.<br /><br />Boo.Emmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07470421180508999238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post-58394273503554729512010-11-29T10:50:34.393-07:002010-11-29T10:50:34.393-07:00Ha, I do that all the time to my kids. They don&#...Ha, I do that all the time to my kids. They don't ever believe me. But there are times when Drama is necessary. I use it to diffuse a stressfull situation wherein they are asked to do something, which tragically does not coincide with their desire to do nothing. They're more willing when they know their mom is a nutjob.<br /><br />No snow for me. Bleh.LucindaFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11195953071224783622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post-91309436437763807742010-11-29T10:36:26.950-07:002010-11-29T10:36:26.950-07:00Ahh, snow. Can't wait to play in it with you ...Ahh, snow. Can't wait to play in it with you and Chloe :)Randihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09136885662860670093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post-10463578346334140532010-11-29T10:14:59.936-07:002010-11-29T10:14:59.936-07:00The snow we had yesterday was waaaay more than the...The snow we had yesterday was waaaay more than the blizzard smizzard. Of course on Tuesday hubby was here yesterday he was sunning himself in Florida and I was stuck clearing snow with the equivalent of a sewing machine. All Day:-(Mystery Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02810971708313950589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post-40933178345314865432010-11-29T08:26:36.905-07:002010-11-29T08:26:36.905-07:00It would make a great column. There is even a Face...It would make a great column. There is even a Facebook group called "I survived the November 23, 2010 blizzard." It is actually funny because some people don't realize it is a joke and post on the page that it really wasn't that bad!Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06588105122654250783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7911995834831777898.post-59355387607810723952010-11-29T07:51:12.701-07:002010-11-29T07:51:12.701-07:00Quentin needs to live in Boston. If there was eve...Quentin needs to live in Boston. If there was even a rumor of snow: snow day. Like every other day. Boston is one of the oldest and coldest cities in the US and they still haven't figured out what to do with snow. Geez.Louise Plummerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09305804499876081623noreply@blogger.com