tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post1620984205521307092..comments2024-03-29T00:15:50.341-07:00Comments on Out My Window: Wednesday,Keeping up my stadards...Out My windowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-50305687209013933662016-05-04T14:42:33.089-07:002016-05-04T14:42:33.089-07:00I am so sorry for you. The minute I read you left ...I am so sorry for you. The minute I read you left with eggs boiling I figured it would end badly. Glad this was mid remodel rather than post remodel. Hoping you get a break!Anne in the kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01533249631969001657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-36765101622186927382016-05-04T12:46:22.975-07:002016-05-04T12:46:22.975-07:00But thank heavens a fire did not begin!But thank heavens a fire did not begin!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-70585248221149037902016-05-04T12:41:34.631-07:002016-05-04T12:41:34.631-07:00The eggs. I.just.don't.know.what.to say. Som...The eggs. I.just.don't.know.what.to say. Sometimes I wonder if your life is for real! Seriously, you could be the next Erma Bombeck. It goes to show that truth is stranger than fiction. Why do I feel anxious each time I read here? I guess it's like watching a hoarder show. I just feel I need to get organized!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com