tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693211715262535758.post5192910198770710980..comments2024-03-19T02:13:27.166-05:00Comments on just d and y: Weekend lessons: snowshoeing, gumbo, & the Golden GlobesDJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14848729848073000722noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693211715262535758.post-16996955435478777222014-01-28T20:50:14.080-06:002014-01-28T20:50:14.080-06:00Oh don't get all caddy-wampus...I awkwardly sm...Oh don't get all caddy-wampus...I awkwardly smile when that ad comes on out of some sense of obligation. Not sure what obligation...but I do. <br />I agree paying for hulu plus and watching ads and sometimes two ads in a row irks me!<br />I love snow shoeing but to truly get the most out of it, there has to be quite a decent amount of snow. 10+ inches. Try it again in those conditions and maybe you will be a believer. <br />www.MindingMinnesota.blogspot.comAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13222730243342320028noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693211715262535758.post-19261729127022636752014-01-14T11:23:29.087-06:002014-01-14T11:23:29.087-06:00Oh Boomer - I hate when that commercial comes on! ...Oh Boomer - I hate when that commercial comes on! I've never tried snowshoeing but I don't think I would be very good at it. I can picture myself getting frustrated and ripping them off. But hey! You look good while doing it!<br />And if I sleep in past 8:30 on the weekends I get mad at myself for "wasting my morning away". What am I, 65 years old?! Seriously...it's becoming a problem. I shouldn't have that guilt associated with sleep!Corinnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08190048508109863004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4693211715262535758.post-45333900618146139542014-01-13T19:03:29.551-06:002014-01-13T19:03:29.551-06:00The Boomer commercial made me sob so much!! Every ...The Boomer commercial made me sob so much!! Every single time! Also, the still-having-ads is why I refuse to pay for Hulu Plus. It just seems WRONG. <br />Your snowshoeing thing made me laugh, because when I was… 9? Maybe? anyway, young, we traveled from our lovely home in GA to the bitter plains of South Dakota to see our extended family one Christmas. Normally we went up in the summer, so for this exciting, rare visit our great uncle and aunt took us cross-country skiing. Now, I had never been any kind of skiing that didn't involve a swimsuit and a lake, and let's just say scrawny me needed that boat to pull me on skis, so I spent at least half the time butt- or face-planted in the snow, waiting for someone to come haul me upright again. For my January birthday our artist great-aunt drew me a card of a beautiful, snow-blown vista with a group of skiers… and two skis sticking perpendicular to the ground, next to a raised arm waving for attention. Yep.<br />Gescihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09543798912886827648noreply@blogger.com