tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post1948393166744546536..comments2024-03-26T19:09:09.890-05:00Comments on Backsies Is What There Is Not: Random Reflections On My WeekendDyanne @ I Want Backsieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04946323852124525597noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-46784717860855525412015-06-17T04:07:02.190-05:002015-06-17T04:07:02.190-05:00I just love that big fuzzlebutted chicken! I even ...I just love that big fuzzlebutted chicken! I even like how she sounds! THANKS!<br />Ive been down in Howe Caverns many times in the past which is a lot like the caves you saw but would never survive someone saying that bathroom line ... I woulda have been all "Nope, gotta go ... let me out..."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11630958840521397718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-90515911093366675042015-06-16T22:53:04.616-05:002015-06-16T22:53:04.616-05:00I hope that heel-stepping kid got et by a bat. I&#...I hope that heel-stepping kid got et by a bat. I'm not getting the neck thing. I love flip flops. Wear them everywhere. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03624509801901211108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-39970295018591865052015-06-16T19:16:44.812-05:002015-06-16T19:16:44.812-05:00I remember the hand-twin thing. Can't speak to...I remember the hand-twin thing. Can't speak to neck resemblance though.<br /><br />YOU LOOKED SO WET! Ewwwwww hate the rain :(Lizzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480448062269641320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-31382955657701273092015-06-16T06:19:50.859-05:002015-06-16T06:19:50.859-05:00The cave trip reminded me of when the puppies went...The cave trip reminded me of when the puppies went on vacation...back in the eighties yes eighties our group of friends referred to one another as the puppies because we were not yuppies.. we all went up to the Catskills for a very long weekend stayed at various houses - my parents had a house there, my friend's mom lived there her grandparents had a house there too so we all had somewhere to stay ( key word free lodging) me hubby, two friends David and Charlie got there a day or two early - Christine and Mike were coming in on Friday night by train ... she had warned us that during the week she is stuck in the office and under no circumstance does she want to tour a cave...so the four of us went to the Howe Caverns...boy was it cold ...and well it was OK - Friday night we went to the train station to pick up Christine and Mike - Mike packed his clothes in a store shopping bag :) we carried on at the station acting as if we didn't see them in years - Mike did not live that odd job bag constantly teasing him about it... LOL during the weekend we snucked into a hotel to use their pool almost got caught ...because mike and hubby do not know how to blend in ... we drove up to hunter mountain to go to a feast but was late when we got there (they were closing). on our way down the mountain we spotted a bar called cheers and we wanted to go because well everyone gotta know our names; hubby said no because if we drink then how will we be able to drive down the mountain...he said let's do something closer to home - we decided to hang at grandma's house - known as the little house no one was there it was just us... see what you did i'm reminiscing miss those freaking days... :) <br /><br />BTW you have a very nice neck ... Marisa Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09818816716586417433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-17726291581553270822015-06-16T00:30:34.172-05:002015-06-16T00:30:34.172-05:00Well, thank you. I will concede that she can sing ...Well, thank you. I will concede that she can sing better than me :)<br />They used to have baby bunnies you could hold and pet, but they quit doing that. I think it was hard on the bunnies. Goats are cute, but annoying.Dyanne @ I Want Backsieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04946323852124525597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-91680594025712994072015-06-16T00:28:57.127-05:002015-06-16T00:28:57.127-05:00Sad, isn't it?
I wasn't kidding about the ...Sad, isn't it?<br />I wasn't kidding about the rain.<br />Silver Dollar City opened in 1960. I remember going to it as a very young child and it was free to get in. We have a picture of me riding a mule there. They don't do cool stuff like that anymore; it's gone commercial. <br />Are you saying I get a little hysterical when I see a bat?!<br />It was the last climb out of the cave that I had to contend with that little stinker. Can't believe his mom did NOTHING. HE knew he was doing it. SHE knew he was doing it. It wasn't on purpose, but if she would have held him back, it wouldn't have happened. And I tried to get them to pass us, but they didn't take the bait.<br />I hate flip flops on kids, especially whey they're at school or anywhere they should be running and playing. I wear them, but my feet are clean and my toenails polished :)Dyanne @ I Want Backsieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04946323852124525597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-56028682228376486152015-06-15T21:56:47.055-05:002015-06-15T21:56:47.055-05:00Your neck is way thinner and more elegant than Tri...Your neck is way thinner and more elegant than Trisha's. Sorry Trisha - I'm sure you have other good qualities. <br /><br />Pet-A-Goat Junction would probably be my favorite part - I have a thing for baby goats but my Dad always refused to let me have one. Something about them being a damned nuisance or other. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17664909801454351135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814181789754982227.post-56105706054000936652015-06-15T21:37:43.160-05:002015-06-15T21:37:43.160-05:00I see the neck resemblance. For real.
Wow. That wa...I see the neck resemblance. For real.<br />Wow. That was a lot of rain.<br />We were in Branson 17 years ago. I don't remember Silver Dollar City being there, and we certainly didn't go to a cave. We've been to plenty, though, and a couple of times we've even seen bats. Those people in the tour with you have no idea how lucky they are that a bat didn't show up on your tour.<br />I am very patient with kids, but I would have had to do something about a kid repeatedly stepping on the back of my shoes. Arg. <br />And yeah, flip flops are not shoes. They shouldn't be worn ever unless you are taking a shower in a public shower. It makes me nuts when people take their kids to playgrounds in flimsy flip flops. (Yes, I seem to be judgemental in this instance. (Ha!))Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17209807996463889703noreply@blogger.com