tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34191451.post8414378057849337036..comments2023-06-25T02:58:57.534-07:00Comments on life with the wisners: so long, farewell...life with the wisnershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02045179455939666879noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34191451.post-24844629003683300202007-02-22T13:46:00.000-08:002007-02-22T13:46:00.000-08:00My door is ALWAYS open!!! Bring up the coat close...My door is ALWAYS open!!! Bring up the coat closet and the boots! I'd love to let Winter Janet run loose up here!Kelly from Montanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03652791492051823146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34191451.post-32147246049736699512007-02-21T23:33:00.000-08:002007-02-21T23:33:00.000-08:00Oh, I am so, so sad right along with you, winter J...Oh, I am so, so sad right along with you, winter Janet. Winter Amy was thisclose to getting organized enough to enjoy the next arctic blast... I just know I'm gonna find that big box o' sweaters from last year any day now. <BR/><BR/>What's worse: my curmudgeonly attitude toward warmer climes has rubbed off on the kids. We were having a great time in the backyard today when C suddenly yelled, "MOSQUITO!" and headed for the house. Poor kid must have sugar water in his veins, because those things eat him alive every summer. <BR/><BR/>At least we now have this absurdly cute picture of big H to cheer us up. Love the 17-year-old hair!mrsf5https://www.blogger.com/profile/17663676544281606257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34191451.post-91822709485403686922007-02-21T10:28:00.000-08:002007-02-21T10:28:00.000-08:00I cannot tell you my sorrow to learn that it is ti...I cannot tell you my sorrow to learn that it is time for Winter Janet to go. Didn't we just finish dealing with the heat (my God, the heat) and the mosquitoes?Big Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05569418470773215304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34191451.post-81780943897779364022007-02-21T09:21:00.000-08:002007-02-21T09:21:00.000-08:00Oh. Janet. It was with a heavy heart that I read ...Oh. Janet. It was with a heavy heart that I read this post. Truly, the tears ran in rivulets down my chubby cheeks (made so by all the casseroles I've been eating) as I read about locking the closet door full of coats. Coats. People who live north of Texas don't understand my fondness for coats. And putting away the soup recipes. I love soup, especially ones that aren't approved by the "Best Life Diet." Ones that have cheese. And potatoes. And corn.<BR/><BR/>Much like fall, spring in Texas lasts about as long as it takes to put your Rainbows back on - then it switches to the season known as SWELTER.<BR/><BR/>Two small things to look forward to: small cans of Dr. Pepper and lip balm. That's about it.<BR/><BR/>I mourn with you, my friend.<BR/><BR/>love, BMBeckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01766427693918249626noreply@blogger.com