tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post5581798002619709540..comments2023-07-13T08:38:35.963-05:00Comments on My life's not an adventure, but it keeps me awake.: 7/19 The mighty have fallenJerilyn Dufresne, authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-82925103224969246012007-07-21T14:33:00.000-05:002007-07-21T14:33:00.000-05:00That's what happens when you (what's the opposite ...That's what happens when you (what's the opposite of "rob the cradle"?) :)Jerilyn Dufresne, authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-22549818501168509522007-07-21T11:33:00.000-05:002007-07-21T11:33:00.000-05:00I agree with Rob....I didn't get to go to my Prom ...I agree with Rob....I didn't get to go to my Prom b/c Joe would not take me. It seems he had something against going to a prom at QHS...that and he was 22years old...way to 'mature' for a prom.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-13302444345147002782007-07-20T23:39:00.000-05:002007-07-20T23:39:00.000-05:00My poor baby.My poor baby.Jerilyn Dufresne, authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-10631439783036375142007-07-20T23:02:00.000-05:002007-07-20T23:02:00.000-05:00Not funny. Prom scars don't heal. Ever.Not funny. Prom scars don't heal. Ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-91290206579831595922007-07-19T21:53:00.000-05:002007-07-19T21:53:00.000-05:00A nerf suit? You mean like the one you wore to pro...A nerf suit? You mean like the one you wore to prom?Jerilyn Dufresne, authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-47208612777046943382007-07-19T16:53:00.000-05:002007-07-19T16:53:00.000-05:00If this continues, we might have to get you a Nerf...If this continues, we might have to get you a Nerf suit, mom. Might be easier than all the trouble trying to teach a dog to drink with manners.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-40848002868383977712007-07-19T06:59:00.000-05:002007-07-19T06:59:00.000-05:00Thanks, Jill. Q is the messiest drinker I've ever ...Thanks, Jill. Q is the messiest drinker I've ever seen. Except for maybe my first husband. (Badabum!)<BR/><BR/>I'm excited too, honey. Won't be long now.Jerilyn Dufresne, authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-25114686772613023662007-07-19T06:58:00.000-05:002007-07-19T06:58:00.000-05:00Yeah, I remember turning wrong in my sleep and hur...Yeah, I remember turning wrong in my sleep and hurting my back. Luckily I've never had spasms like you, but still it is difficult to understand how one gets such an injury without actually doing anything. Hope you're feeling better.Jerilyn Dufresne, authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-81834525163403818402007-07-19T06:57:00.000-05:002007-07-19T06:57:00.000-05:00It's funny, Gin, you're a private person and fell ...It's funny, Gin, you're a private person and fell in public, and for me it's just the opposite. I'm a clown and did my clownish thing privately. At least Q saw it.Jerilyn Dufresne, authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02720391625949782016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-27385849075450207332007-07-19T05:39:00.000-05:002007-07-19T05:39:00.000-05:00Been there, done that, know just exactly how you f...Been there, done that, know just exactly how you feel, but at least you didn't do it in public.Ginhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14923792855029579884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-65622956135491015992007-07-19T00:44:00.000-05:002007-07-19T00:44:00.000-05:00You couldn't be creeping around as slowly as I was...You couldn't be creeping around as slowly as I was two weeks ago when my back went out. It was humbling going to physical therapy and being graded on my walk. I'm not ready for the runway yet. <BR/><BR/>At least you "went out" in style. I injured my back while I was asleep. Sheesh!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322841.post-11914193357895006292007-07-18T22:56:00.000-05:002007-07-18T22:56:00.000-05:00Glad you weren't hurt too badly. You need to teac...Glad you weren't hurt too badly. You need to teach Q to clean up after herself :-). Love you and see you soon. I'm getting so excited for our trip.Jill and Toddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15668795482348124030noreply@blogger.com