tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post5056987270822112124..comments2023-07-03T04:39:27.929-07:00Comments on AZ Reading Lady: NTS: Don't blog while HormonalHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17889554974006623288noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-13337685526042056702008-08-03T16:19:00.000-07:002008-08-03T16:19:00.000-07:00P.S. I've been giggling about the last part of Apr...P.S. I've been giggling about the last part of April's comment since I read it.RJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05924589480789855087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-11866970524208948372008-08-03T15:39:00.000-07:002008-08-03T15:39:00.000-07:00I actually have a 3/4 done post on how I think wou...I actually have a 3/4 done post on how I think would be a helpful way to complain. And guess what I showed D. the satire blogs and he said, "That's not satire, that's just mean." He refuses to read it. Hmm...RJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05924589480789855087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-89255749664561379322008-08-01T00:28:00.000-07:002008-08-01T00:28:00.000-07:00You all make me laugh in your support of my crappy...You all make me laugh in your support of my crappy day. I knew I could count on you! And does anyone believe for a moment that Rachel EVER has a bad day as a parent? Look at me with my all caps. That wasn't satire was it?<BR/><BR/>And I think the best visiting teacher is the one that comes over and teaches your daughter how to dress because you asked her to do that instead of a spiritual lesson that you probably could use, but looking at your daughter in the morning after she has dressed herself and not wanting to pull your hair out and scream at the top of your lungs to not wear a pink striped shirt with a red plaid bandana in her hair really does take president some days. Yah, yah...I'm sure that if I read my scriptures faithfully and held FHE every week that my daughters clothing challenges would be overcome.<BR/><BR/>And I have a whole blog post in my head on why we get to complain as mothers and wives and our fore-mothers didn't. (Is foremothers a word, or am I being a feminist?)Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17889554974006623288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-48580925195152696562008-07-31T20:26:00.000-07:002008-07-31T20:26:00.000-07:00I'm just going to pick up on that last part and co...I'm just going to pick up on that last part and complain about visiting teaching. Visiting teaching is so overrated!!! Can't I just be your friend on my own time when I feel like it without all the associated guilt? I'm crappy right there with ya!The Turley Timeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01446926683699004248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-360715032534525472008-07-31T17:04:00.000-07:002008-07-31T17:04:00.000-07:00You and Davey are on the same wave length, he just...You and Davey are on the same wave length, he just made a comment where he told a guy to quit "yelling" at him with caps on the blog. He was not laughing when he wrote it either. OH MY! So, I'm having the crappy day today that you had yesterday. How does anyone parent anyway and why were people just not as whiney back in the old days? They just freakin' did what they gotta do, ya know? I'm not like that. I'm like, "What? I have to clean and cook and organize and plan and launder and patiently help my child through endless tantrums? No thanks, I'll just whine about it instead." Not that I'm ragging on you, you know I'm not. I'm just tired and sad and I'm not laughing about it either. But the only thing funny I can think to tell you is that a while back I ran across that first "Seriously blessed" blog and in my defense I only vaguely glanced at a few posts quickly, but guess what I didn't know it was satire. Hahahahahahahahahahahah :) Love you.RJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05924589480789855087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-55652953694567564532008-07-30T23:40:00.000-07:002008-07-30T23:40:00.000-07:00I better get going on a post for you. How about o...I better get going on a post for you. How about one devoted to my miss-shapen toes; will that brighten your day?<BR/><BR/>By the by, I love the so blessed blog! I thought it was hilarious because the writer clearly knows how ridiculous mormon housewives are when it comes to their content. You are right - the exploitation may be a little over the top, but I'm kicking myself for not thinking of it first. My mind is racing with LDS colloquialisms (is that a word?) for material. Your post is the exact opposite of the hum drum ramblings of these ladies with no lives that she satires in her blog. That's what makes you and your posts unique and interesting.Jaylee Draneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067225354370273415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383519761594164656.post-57186201071282915652008-07-30T22:19:00.000-07:002008-07-30T22:19:00.000-07:00See! This is why I love you. So many people listen...See! This is why I love you. So many people listen to me complain, but they don't complain and then I feel like a whiney, weird complainer girl. In all reality, I think complaining is normal! You are normal! And, not crappy, although I do think it was crappy that you said mormons are not funny. I resent that, I am f%*^ing HILARIOUS!Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10523318718290287586noreply@blogger.com