Post by crawford411 on Jan 20, 2015 7:19:07 GMT -5
I once went out with a guy who drove one of those big cushy vans with the window blinds. We went to a mall for dinner and when we were parking in the garage, the top of the van was hitting all of the pipes on the ceiling. It was humiliating to have everyone staring at us as we drove this giant van. Thank God we didn't get stuck. The night ended with me meeting his very religious and mildly racist parents, followed by a very unimpressive kiss that was super gentle and wimpy.
Post by crawford411 on Jan 20, 2015 8:30:34 GMT -5
We had this thing called Alphabet Roadway. It was a bunch of letters with rail tracks that connected together. Then it had a little car that would motor around the track. My parents saved it and now my nieces and nephews play with it. I also had these cardboard box bricks that we used to stack and walk on.
I also had a mini play dentist's chair with tools and a fake water spout and everything. I loved the dentist as a kid! (I'm a freak.)
If you had a boy instead of your DD, what would you have named him?
Probably Nikolas after my husband's best friend who was killed 3 years ago. I don't love the name, but it was important to DH. I wanted Joseph or Owen.
FFTC... I have very few exes. DH and I started dating my first weekend in college.
There was a guy from high school who I was good friends with for years before we started dating. We had the best physical chemistry, but he broke up with me because things were "moving too fast." This was particular bullshit because we barely got past second base.
FFTC... I have very few exes. DH and I started dating my first weekend in college.
There was a guy from high school who I was good friends with for years before we started dating. We had the best physical chemistry, but he broke up with me because things were "moving too fast." This was particular bullshit because we barely got past second base.
Post by crawford411 on Jan 20, 2015 12:06:33 GMT -5
H makes me laugh and he does stupid shit with me. He has a very dry sense of humor and I literally can't repeat any of his jokes because they all make him sound like a jerk. He isn't, but that's his sense of humor. My sister disliked hin for the first several years because she didn't realize he was kidding most of the time.
Example: when we first moved in together, he knew I had a bad habit of walking around in the dark, particularly without my contacts in. He would stand in doorways with his arm outstretched waiting for me to walk into it. Then he would joke that "I walked into his fist." For whatever reason, we thought thus was hilarious.
If you had to choose, would you rather eat cheese made out of your own breast milk or lick the floor at your work?
Cheese. Hands down. I wouldn't let anyone lick the floor at my work. I have tasted my breastmilk, but the concept is really weird to me. Like... Is it a bizarre form of cannibalism or like a superfood? I don't know.
If you could build your dream home, what would it entail? And you still have to clean it all yourself.
Secret passageways that only I knew about. It wouldn't add much cleaning. And a big kitchen with lots of counters. I like having two living rooms so DH and I can have sone space to ourselves. A room for all pf the baby crap we've already accumulated. A big back yard with a monster playset.
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