tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post111815965418422802..comments2023-11-02T08:29:03.994-05:00Comments on Chrys' World: We delight in finding someone's mistakes.Crystal*http://www.blogger.com/profile/06689150836320685611noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118255901202060982005-06-08T13:38:00.000-05:002005-06-08T13:38:00.000-05:00Nancy: I'm getting there. Funny how wisdom comes...Nancy: I'm getting there. Funny how wisdom comes with age, for the most part. Now if I can just get rid of these pesky grays. SIGH<BR/>Katie: Can't remember which one off the top of my head. The middle chicken has LOTS of her books. I'd have to research. <BR/>*grinning* I do the beating around here. *snickering*<BR/>Grins*Crystal*https://www.blogger.com/profile/06689150836320685611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118233474391926792005-06-08T07:24:00.000-05:002005-06-08T07:24:00.000-05:00Not Beverly Cleary??? Say it isn't so! Which one?...Not Beverly Cleary??? Say it isn't so! Which one? I think we own all of them....<BR/> So not a perfectionist here. But then with five kids and a dh who notices nothing, I think I had any tendencies in that direction beaten out of me LOL!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118231164298265762005-06-08T06:46:00.000-05:002005-06-08T06:46:00.000-05:00Suzanne: I hear you. I let, ahem, certain domest...Suzanne: I hear you. I let, ahem, certain domestic duties slide to the wayside when I'm writing. The list is lengthy, so I won't go into it here. heh<BR/>Michelle: I bet! Little stinkers.<BR/>Kel: I'm going to try and ship at least two off today with no return address.<BR/>Danica: Tell me about it. I don't see the problem with the older two. It's that baby. She is me madeover. In fact, she's been dubbed mini-me. She'll be nine in October. Be afraid. Be very afraid. God knows I am. LOL<BR/>Lyvvie: Dammit! I thought I was wearing my tag-proof underwear. Obviously not. Okay. I'll check it out.<BR/>I'll look into the seasonal capitalization. And if anyone else knows off the top of their head... share the wealth please.<BR/>Grins*Crystal*https://www.blogger.com/profile/06689150836320685611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118225241335227842005-06-08T05:07:00.000-05:002005-06-08T05:07:00.000-05:00Conversation with my Husband last night:Me: We are...Conversation with my Husband last night:<BR/><BR/>Me: We are supposed to capitalise the months and days of the week, right?<BR/><BR/>Him: Yeah.<BR/><BR/>Me: And the planets?<BR/><BR/>Him: uh-huh. (that stare that says "get to the point woman,you're interrupting and I'm tired already)<BR/><BR/>Me: So why not the seasons? I thought we are supposed to capitalise the seasons, but the spellchecker ignores it everytime I do it. I think we do.<BR/><BR/>Him: No, I don't think so. you don't for summertime, but maybe for Summer? I don't know.<BR/><BR/>Me: But you would for the Sun.<BR/><BR/>Him: No, not the sun.<BR/><BR/>Me: We capitalise the planets but not the Sun? Like it's the parent of the planets - That's disrespectful.<BR/><BR/>Him: Do what you want. I don't care. leave me alone (and back he goes behind his comic book.) Why do you harrass me with this, now I have to look it up...*grumble*<BR/><BR/><BR/>He couldn't find proof so I'm still unsure on this.Lyvviehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03660287093457746992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118224522579868922005-06-08T04:55:00.000-05:002005-06-08T04:55:00.000-05:00Hope you don't mind, but; Tag! you're it!Hope you don't mind, but; Tag! you're it!Lyvviehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03660287093457746992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118204627078798662005-06-07T23:23:00.000-05:002005-06-07T23:23:00.000-05:00It's funny that you say this... I like things done...It's funny that you say this... I like things done a certain way, and as my poor DH will tell you, I go ballistic when it's not. Sadly, my daughter has inherited this trait, and so she and I drive each other insane with wanting things "our way". God help me when she becomes a teen.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118183435717755362005-06-07T17:30:00.000-05:002005-06-07T17:30:00.000-05:00Kids love to tell you you're wrong. Especially wh...Kids love to tell you you're wrong. Especially when you're a teacher! :DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118182852693470022005-06-07T17:20:00.000-05:002005-06-07T17:20:00.000-05:00It depends on whether I'm writing a book or not. ...It depends on whether I'm writing a book or not. If I'm in the middle of a book, the house falls apart around me if I don't care. I finish and am between books and I run around wiping up after people and casting glares if they drop a crumb, LOL.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118176469196143612005-06-07T15:34:00.000-05:002005-06-07T15:34:00.000-05:00Margery: Isn't it just? SIGHGrins*Margery: Isn't it just? SIGH<BR/>Grins*Crystal*https://www.blogger.com/profile/06689150836320685611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016876.post-1118176289536885052005-06-07T15:31:00.000-05:002005-06-07T15:31:00.000-05:00I'd go along with "no food on the dishes". I'm try...I'd go along with "no food on the dishes". I'm trying to stop sweating the small stuff, too. Hard to do for an anal type A personality.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com