tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post7514068524855656363..comments2007-08-24T23:59:36.309-07:00doodlegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09492630069984722724noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-14881550059267900992007-08-24T23:59:00.000-07:002007-08-24T23:59:00.000-07:00I know... I am leaving so many comments you're gonna think I'm some weird blog stalker, but -<BR/><BR/>About putting the word little in front of everything, I sometimes do that. And sometimes when I probably shouldn't. With a guy I know who is not particularly tall, I have said, "You are such a cute, little guy." I meant it in the nicest way. But when I told my husband I said that and that the guy turned red from embarrassment, my husband cringed and covered his face in horror. <BR/><BR/>So, just because I like you, you may want to avoid the addition of the word little when referring to men.<BR/><BR/>Okay, I won't be pestering you anyomroe. I'm going to bed. Good night!Michele Milesmichelemilesgardiner.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-26849617329711453272007-02-12T21:24:00.000-08:002007-02-12T21:24:00.000-08:00I played the same way as you. We also played Drop The Hankerchief ( same game...you just dropped the hankerchief behind "IT").<BR/>My all time favourite game was Kick The Can!Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02933878223059386599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-33690082400462336802007-02-10T17:17:00.000-08:002007-02-10T17:17:00.000-08:00I used to do the same exact thing with Duck, Duck, Goose. I loved choosing who the next Goose would be.<BR/>I can relate to your egg angst... I still can't remember how to make coffee. Never, ever, let me make you a cup of coffee. It will either come out like sludge or muddy water. The mysteries of coffee making are totally beyond me. On father's day and Scott's b'day I drive to the nearest coffee shop and buy him coffee rather than make it for him myself. I want him to have a nice day, after all.Raynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00413545111580845800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-14021649836767130722007-02-09T16:17:00.000-08:002007-02-09T16:17:00.000-08:00That's funny! I never played Duck Duck Goose, but I did play Red Rover, Foursquare, and Dodgeball, though we called it 'Zone Dodge'...<BR/>And isn't amazing when you discover friends on here who you already knew!dannynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-44381589259344613332007-02-07T21:37:00.000-08:002007-02-07T21:37:00.000-08:00DoodleStreet-- I'm so pleased to know you are sharing into my weirdness. :O) Interesting thoughts on your idea of why we say "little"... I have pondered the same things you have mentioned! :O) <BR/><BR/>Chickengirl! Thank you for sharing your egg story. I wonder how many of us in this world ask that question everyday? Which is sorta funny since a lotta people describe someone who can't cook as, "She can't even boil an egg!" (hmm. well. maybe they're riiight!) :O)<BR/><BR/>Violet ... You are missing out on never playing DUCK, DUCK, GOOSE... but I have never played Red Rover. Oh! Wait. Maybe I have! "Red Rover, Red Rover, send .. Violet.. right over.." Did I say that right? I have played that, too! Well, if you liked THAT game, you would have LO0oOved Duck, Duck, Goose. But I do have to agree. DODGEBALL was the game. I LOVED it so much. Better than anything. It was so incredibly thrilling to jump, move, bend from the ball. We would have been fast friends in school. <BR/><BR/>Aww Monica. You sweet thing. Let me tell you a secret. Make rice like I do. Buy MINUTE RICE, and put equal amounts of rice as water! Perfect rice.<BR/>Well. It's perfect rice for someone who can't boil an egg!! :O)doodlegirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09492630069984722724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-88914220254466869702007-02-06T21:29:00.000-08:002007-02-06T21:29:00.000-08:00I don't think your weird things are weird at all, rather endearing! And I do the same thing every single time I make rice...I can never remember how to do it and have to look on the package every time!Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02275176953020203406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-56528136518099737632007-02-06T20:21:00.000-08:002007-02-06T20:21:00.000-08:00Believe it or not, I have NEVER played duck, duck, goose. I was a big Red Rover fan, though...and dodgeball, I really loved dodgeball.violetismycolorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02398427335264275017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-33069298759531177022007-02-06T19:53:00.000-08:002007-02-06T19:53:00.000-08:00Its amazing to hear that I was in your inspiration box...I am incredibly honored-thank you! BTW I dont know how to boil an egg either. I've done it before although its funny everytime I ask, "now...how do I do this again?"Chickengirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12548764282291432156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12877005.post-38551487207243917542007-02-06T13:41:00.000-08:002007-02-06T13:41:00.000-08:00I SO do all of these except 2 and 6! Too funny! I noticed I write 'little' a lot, too. I noticed that about a year ago. I wonder why it is we do that? Maybe we were little as kids? I was...or maybe we just see things as delicate and cute and whatnot, so we always use that word. Somehow it makes everything more precious.doodlestreethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06688318473729658782noreply@blogger.com