tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post6313252015450922599..comments2024-01-31T02:25:43.428+10:00Comments on Amarinda Jones: Concrete cowboys....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12012768592941285677noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-16884415076926594712007-11-09T08:09:00.000+10:002007-11-09T08:09:00.000+10:00Ooh, ooh, I love lists. I make them all the time. ...Ooh, ooh, I love lists. I make them all the time. Then promptly lose them. Good luck on finding that concrete cowboy.<BR/>SandraSandra Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03814573408898140885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-4038181761895935612007-11-09T07:23:00.000+10:002007-11-09T07:23:00.000+10:00I need concreting more than I need a manI need concreting more than I need a manAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12012768592941285677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-46012042257030901492007-11-09T06:09:00.000+10:002007-11-09T06:09:00.000+10:00I'm thinking that you could put that cowboy to muc...I'm thinking that you could put that cowboy to much better use than concrete.Bronwyn Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02932056019850822590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-19830151843943051442007-11-09T01:31:00.000+10:002007-11-09T01:31:00.000+10:00The cowboy is a nice touch. Rather, I'd like to to...The cowboy is a nice touch. Rather, I'd like to touch the nice cowboy. *grin*<BR/><BR/>AJ, I'm trying out your beloved cheesecake yogurt and I bought the only kind in the store. It's awful. No cheesecake flavor at all, just fake cherry and a mouthful of baaaaad aspartame tastes. I must have the wrong brand.Phoenixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14947952583116323744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-25655353898604679572007-11-09T00:48:00.000+10:002007-11-09T00:48:00.000+10:00Haven't ironed in... well, it's been a long time. ...Haven't ironed in... well, it's been a long time. I'm not even sure where the iron is. Hmmmm.The last time I used it was to iron wrinkles out of some paper for a calligraphy project. Now that was important!<BR/><BR/>Like your cement cowboy. I too have an enormous list of to-do's which I will get to perhaps someday--I figure it will be before my next move or before I die, which ever comes first. And if not? Oh, well.Anny Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05305873753916213970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-22103589375827891702007-11-09T00:06:00.000+10:002007-11-09T00:06:00.000+10:00I swear on bottles of mead. Not effective either, ...I swear on bottles of mead. Not effective either, but tasty as I drink it and I ignore whatever the heck I was supposed to do.Brynn Paulinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12026381921363611389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464509310028636226.post-68965629304968218912007-11-08T20:50:00.000+10:002007-11-08T20:50:00.000+10:00I'll send my hubby over. You'll have your drivewa...I'll send my hubby over. You'll have your driveway done right, and it will get him out of my hair when he comes home for the winter, lol:)<BR/><BR/>I'm with you on the ironing issue. If something absolutely has to be ironed, I hang it in the bathroom and take a hot, steamy shower. Or toss it in the dryer with a wet washcloth. If all else fails, drag out the damn iron...Molly Danielshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488325587798390008noreply@blogger.com