tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post8187502550795850774..comments2023-10-28T10:10:18.469-04:00Comments on The Pink Shoe Diaries: Just Call Me Angel Of The MorningSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09330391724110107705noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-48682987873259287552008-05-05T12:35:00.000-04:002008-05-05T12:35:00.000-04:00This story is awesome. I always get in trouble for...This story is awesome. I always get in trouble for opening windows.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11770792935592686288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-56975462630901144552008-04-28T23:10:00.000-04:002008-04-28T23:10:00.000-04:00LOL, that so could have been happening in our hous...LOL, that so could have been happening in our house too. I'm always the culprit. What can I say, I live on the edge.Catehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15301210229326791245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-33747782586694486262008-04-24T20:01:00.000-04:002008-04-24T20:01:00.000-04:00That convo would be switched in our bedroom too!That convo would be switched in our bedroom too!Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08292564472177993607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-57115159338078914122008-04-24T19:10:00.000-04:002008-04-24T19:10:00.000-04:00aw I'm SURE it was, matt. :-Paw I'm SURE it was, matt. :-PSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09330391724110107705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-84725468735023663132008-04-24T12:47:00.000-04:002008-04-24T12:47:00.000-04:00the wind was picking up and it was cold! it was......the wind was picking up and it was cold! it was... ominous<BR/><BR/>-MattAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-18535545999283987872008-04-24T12:33:00.000-04:002008-04-24T12:33:00.000-04:00Hilarious!The windows are never open in the apartm...Hilarious!<BR/><BR/>The windows are never open in the apartment when I'm sleeping - you know, just in case some character actually scaled the walls in our apartment complex to the third floor.<BR/><BR/>Clearly, I watch too much crime shows and hang out with too many cops.Lyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06412919184087521013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-47984204470769494322008-04-24T12:01:00.001-04:002008-04-24T12:01:00.001-04:005AM*slam* *SLAM*Me: wtFMatt: it is raining I have...5AM<BR/><BR/>*slam* *SLAM*<BR/><BR/>Me: wtF<BR/>Matt: it is raining I have to shut the storm windows, the sills will ROT. *SLAM*<BR/>ME: it is a STORM WINDOW NOT A SPRINKLE WINDOW<BR/>Matt: *SLAM* *SLAM*<BR/>ME: GREAT! I LIVE IN A TOMB<BR/>Matt: *SLAM*<BR/><BR/>the end.Kristahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14874573969567569693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053152.post-76910191364996861762008-04-24T12:01:00.000-04:002008-04-24T12:01:00.000-04:00hahaha... that conversation would be switched in o...hahaha... that conversation would be switched in our bedroom. J always leaves the window wide open...Sanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10196296268895103846noreply@blogger.com