tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201090016274091080.post2894714351790096758..comments2023-03-19T07:31:35.218-07:00Comments on *All things A Ro: A Nighttime Nate BerkusAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10818307096793017985noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201090016274091080.post-44742180714552755932011-02-08T18:12:35.422-08:002011-02-08T18:12:35.422-08:00Wow. I tried to open the basement door when I was...Wow. I tried to open the basement door when I was younger, but I think I outgrew the sleep walking & talking. Maybe you're going though a second childhood? :DMaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11533317405680450964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201090016274091080.post-21604902588571961252011-02-08T17:26:37.394-08:002011-02-08T17:26:37.394-08:00Oh my goodness! Will you come over & move our ...Oh my goodness! Will you come over & move our furniture in your sleep? I'd like to rearrange a few things... :)The Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07509037206264761261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201090016274091080.post-27175983490693401522011-02-08T16:58:49.724-08:002011-02-08T16:58:49.724-08:00LOVE IT!! I don't know what I like better, the...LOVE IT!! I don't know what I like better, the post or the title. :)Tamihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07297981720661708044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201090016274091080.post-46480625714418337562011-02-08T11:22:14.446-08:002011-02-08T11:22:14.446-08:00That is hilarious! I recall my mother doing somet...That is hilarious! I recall my mother doing something similar when we were teenagers, but she was taking sleeping pills at the time (something to do with being menopausal and not being able to sleep at night). She was up fighting the effects of the sleeping pill and in front of us kids she went to the kitchen and got a jar of peanut butter and a spoon. She sat down on a chair, picked up the telephone receiver and proceeded to smear peanut butter on the receiver. We kids watched in astonishment, but none of us dared laugh or say a word. Then, she put the peanut butter back in the kitchen and said, "Goodnight kids, I'm off to bed," and kissed us each goodnight. <br /><br />The following morning we all got up early and waited for her to come downstairs. When she discovered the phone slathered in peanut butter she screamed, "Who the hell put peanut butter on the phone!"<br /><br /><br /> We ROARED as teenagers likely would. To this day, I am fearful of sleeping pills.Expats Againhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17179740220723589771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201090016274091080.post-30339334721400308882011-02-08T10:36:53.255-08:002011-02-08T10:36:53.255-08:00*giggle**giggle*H-Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13223558705981496824noreply@blogger.com