tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post2239753162697017166..comments2023-10-24T05:34:23.276-05:00Comments on April Foster: relieved doesn't even describe itaprilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11566026317825841659noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-58894674391085985062009-02-04T07:55:00.000-06:002009-02-04T07:55:00.000-06:00LOL my husband is the same way. The man has no con...LOL my husband is the same way. The man has no concept of time whatsoever!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-14402102495938906202009-01-23T14:09:00.000-06:002009-01-23T14:09:00.000-06:00my hubby does that kind of stuff too. luckily he d...my hubby does that kind of stuff too. luckily he doesn't have to travel much. he does however, do things to screw my day up...like take the only set of keys to my car!?!? (and his commute is about an hour each way.)liz matarazahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13871036390362296629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-52136626422514255172009-01-22T21:00:00.000-06:002009-01-22T21:00:00.000-06:00He works for Grainger? A few years ago, I was in T...He works for Grainger? A few years ago, I was in Tampa at a seminar and Hurricane Katrina was blowing into Florida. I live in Ft. Lauderdale. I was panicked, needing to get home to my husband and three kids. I raced to the airport and missed the flight my dh had booked me on. I was wailing in the airport totally making a fool of myself. The kind Southwest people got me on the next flight out...at 1:30pm. I, along with about 80 other brave souls, got on that plane. I sat with a woman who worked for Grainger and was as afraid to fly as I was! We were the last flight out of Tampa and landed in Ft. Lauderdale totally blind in a driving wind. It was a beautiful landing, b/c we were alive! We all cheered. She and I held hands through the crummy part of the flight. I don't remember her name, but I"ll never forget her!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03910576841871753506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-37751087687234818642009-01-22T14:11:00.000-06:002009-01-22T14:11:00.000-06:00Oh no! I am glad it all worked out!Oh no! I am glad it all worked out!Angela Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05294140047308442699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-78662133101154400462009-01-22T14:01:00.000-06:002009-01-22T14:01:00.000-06:00You just described my husband thank you very much!...You just described my husband thank you very much! LOL!!!!!!!!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-57090431515330375952009-01-22T12:37:00.000-06:002009-01-22T12:37:00.000-06:00Too funny! My hubby is the opposite. He checks eve...Too funny! My hubby is the opposite. He checks everything a gazillion times and then goes check some more just in case (drives me crazy some times) :)<BR/><BR/>I'm glad Greg got his id!waleskahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11843635324464375404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212719622964373671.post-46115677617196275292009-01-22T12:26:00.000-06:002009-01-22T12:26:00.000-06:00ha ha! I am the one who does the greg-like things....ha ha! I am the one who does the greg-like things. My boyfriend calls it "pulling a Purkey" ;)kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10950586129464586760noreply@blogger.com