tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723014082096822953.post5182661378627715675..comments2023-10-14T22:14:45.096-04:00Comments on Scrambled Eggs: My poor boobiesLes-Zighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00383111261488011313noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723014082096822953.post-56928415122764367642008-07-27T14:58:00.000-04:002008-07-27T14:58:00.000-04:00Leslie-you and Billy amaze me-you will look back o...Leslie-you and Billy amaze me-you will look back on this with such a feeling of accomplishment times three-Becky and the blog have kept me up to date-I can't wait to see you and yours at a play date-Congratulations to you and yours-Anne Rowan C.-Becky's MomAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723014082096822953.post-18049064007365967342008-07-27T14:22:00.000-04:002008-07-27T14:22:00.000-04:00Ah yes the new big outting! I totally remember th...Ah yes the new big outting! <BR/><BR/>I totally remember the feeling of WALKING again through Target (of course) after the bed rest days! It is a wonderful thing. My last trip to Target before delivery was also in a motorized wheelchair. Unfortunatley, I was with Bill and he thought it was a real treat to watch me manuevering through the aisels. It got better though....<BR/>(at least for him)when the battery died on the thing......which meant HE got to go fetch another wheelchair and ride it back to me...honking and waving the entire time. We were then advised to abandon the "dead wheelchair" and continue our shopping trip. FUN! <BR/><BR/>But truth be told Target is STILL an amazing get away after a hectic day. At 7am it is the quietest place in the world. Give me a shout if you want to meet and wander a bit! :)<BR/><BR/>As for the poor, sore, overworked and underpaid boobies....well...."that sucks"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com