tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post2560085781840446700..comments2023-07-03T03:06:44.869-07:00Comments on Little Dragon Fruit: Totally Flouting National Stay-at-Home WeekSamanthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04112717691155332450noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post-32121519098465809852008-10-05T22:48:00.000-07:002008-10-05T22:48:00.000-07:00I find myself going back time and time again. Wha...I find myself going back time and time again. What's wrong with me? Maybe I'm one of THOSE moms. But, I don't think any of my children have ever been covered in scabs. Eewww. What is that? <BR/><BR/>I totally remember Brooke letting us know the horrors of smoking.The Wadeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15805015528223049604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post-36321504717045588062008-10-03T12:35:00.000-07:002008-10-03T12:35:00.000-07:00The crying babies at Wal Mart know something their...The crying babies at Wal Mart know something their caregivers don't: it's a totally shit-tastic place. Don't get me started why I don't shop there at all.<BR/><BR/>Target is proof that God loves us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post-34166465906674812992008-10-03T11:30:00.000-07:002008-10-03T11:30:00.000-07:00Love's Baby Soft...loved that stuff!Love's Baby Soft...loved that stuff!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post-33854967152003598452008-10-03T07:49:00.000-07:002008-10-03T07:49:00.000-07:00There was a Super K Mart up in the Bay Area that w...There was a Super K Mart up in the Bay Area that we visited half a dozen times, and each and every time, I could feel gravity increasing with each and every step. By the end of our trips, I'd feel like I was on the verge of a super flu -- achy, slow, dizzy, exhausted, a little nauseous. It was in Emeryville, near the site of an ancient native village, and I used to joke that it was built on theCarolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07590232687493656885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post-15879988121263070812008-10-02T23:09:00.000-07:002008-10-02T23:09:00.000-07:00We must be soul sisters. I won't step foot in...We must be soul sisters. I won't step foot into Wal Mart unless I KNOW they have a product I can't get anywhere else. My children refer to it as "the dreaded Wal Mart" & my youngest preceeds that with a "dun...dun...dun" in a very menacing voice.<BR/><BR/>Target is my friend! I could spend hours there roaming aimlessly.denahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01553946641098952221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570054.post-17961410786972267492008-10-02T18:00:00.000-07:002008-10-02T18:00:00.000-07:00I gotta tell ya....I'm with you on the Wal Mart fe...I gotta tell ya....I'm with you on the Wal Mart feelings! I am not a fan of Wal Mart. I usually get bumped (on purpose) by someone with a cart every single time I enter their doors...which is as little as possible. Crying babies, kids running willy nilly and parents screaming is not my idea of a good time. Target is my happy place!Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13635947557570166917noreply@blogger.com