tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post1145238384417128109..comments2024-03-23T02:42:09.727-07:00Comments on BooKiNG with MaNiC™: Contest Time: LOVE THE ONE YOU'RE WITHMaNiC MoMMy™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-51396704242489891112008-05-12T06:48:00.000-07:002008-05-12T06:48:00.000-07:00CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSEDCONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOS...<B>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED<BR/>CONTEST ENTRIES ARE CLOSED</B>MaNiC MoMMy™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-26699862725298936012008-05-11T22:54:00.000-07:002008-05-11T22:54:00.000-07:00It's not yet midnight in CA so hopefully this entr...It's not yet midnight in CA so hopefully this entry still counts!<BR/><BR/>I love the one I'm with because he loved me even when I couldn't love myself.VFTLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05255238373972283767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-71253517021102365582008-05-11T19:44:00.000-07:002008-05-11T19:44:00.000-07:00I love the one I'm with because just when the goin...I love the one I'm with because just when the going gets rough and I think I don't love him so much, he surprises me and does something so sweet that I just can't resist him. Darn! 20 years and still loving strong.Kwanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06428954660974395117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-56588565483939006222008-05-11T19:13:00.000-07:002008-05-11T19:13:00.000-07:00All I know is that this book sounds TOTALLY like m...All I know is that this book sounds TOTALLY like my life and I am TOTALLY sneaking out of work to buy it on Tuesday because I don't trust Amazon to have it waiting on my doorstep when I get home. AND it got 3 1/2 stars in People! That is HUGE! <BR/><BR/>Did I tell you about when I spied on my old boyfriend on a business trip? It is the greatest story ever. I hadn't seen him in years and I just xxxxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16348725618072239708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-30170747071121122172008-05-11T14:03:00.000-07:002008-05-11T14:03:00.000-07:00How I knew I loved my then boyfriend/now husband:W...How I knew I loved my then boyfriend/now husband:<BR/><BR/>We were dating long distance, I was living in Michigan and he was out in Boston. It was Christmas time and and I was working in a dead end awful job. I made almost no cash. I wasn't sure I would be able to afford the gas to get home. In general- I was wallowing in my own misery. <BR/><BR/>One day I came home from work and the owner of theEileenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07967828178034612278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-17026088444704900772008-05-11T13:42:00.000-07:002008-05-11T13:42:00.000-07:00Wow, I'm so envious that you get to hang out with ...Wow, I'm so envious that you get to hang out with Emily. I've read and LOVED all her books!!!! Can't wait to read this one. <BR/><BR/>Oh yes.... love the one you're with.... you know it made me think of my kids too....Sara Hantzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16182080983150346914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-37557640993516206462008-05-11T05:44:00.000-07:002008-05-11T05:44:00.000-07:00"I got an 8:00 a.m. text from son wanting to know ..."I got an 8:00 a.m. text from son wanting to know if we enjoyed waking up together. At that moment I was the only one awake, but it was not long before I heard, "Good morning, Mama." Turning my head it was indeed a *most* enjoyable moment to see the gray, bald headed man to whom I first turned my head 47 years ago for a date. He was looking and sounding quite chipper this Saturday morning. No Billie Wageshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10163713810824110443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-59942005222277966022008-05-10T23:36:00.000-07:002008-05-10T23:36:00.000-07:00I'm with my 2 yr old right now and my hubby. I lo...I'm with my 2 yr old right now and my hubby. I love them both so much! And why? Well because today my toddler had a nasty poop explosion that no diaper could contain, and I was on the phone with my mother, so hubby in a very rare moment agreed to change the diaper. He was gagging and screaming for help and I just ignored his pleas cuz I was laughing so hard and so was my mother on the other Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11507816064350132440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-77922278272983029372008-05-10T19:02:00.000-07:002008-05-10T19:02:00.000-07:00So, it was 1991 and I ended a long dysfuctional re...So, it was 1991 and I ended a long dysfuctional relationship with my college-fraternity-druggy boyfriend...actually HE ended multiple times prior each time he cheated on me...<BR/><BR/>So, that's a difficult three years to bounce back from, right? Feelin' a "sorority-girl-scorned" act coming on?<BR/><BR/>Yep...Two years later I MARRIED HIS ROOMMATE!!!<BR/><BR/>15 years later - we are still Michelle Kemper Brownlowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08344673576693662842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-76105303072766189272008-05-10T18:46:00.000-07:002008-05-10T18:46:00.000-07:00I love my husband because he's steady, passionate,...I love my husband because he's steady, passionate, and a total hottie.<BR/><BR/>I love my dog because she's adorable, mellow, and hysterically funny.<BR/><BR/>Does that count as two entries???Trish Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18038324441006141430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-67115970615363272312008-05-10T16:54:00.000-07:002008-05-10T16:54:00.000-07:00My laptop. Because he lets me meet all these fabul...My laptop. Because he lets me meet all these fabulous people in the blogging world all through this little computer box.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-646930944059048542008-05-10T13:32:00.000-07:002008-05-10T13:32:00.000-07:00P.S. And he fixes everything in the house and the ...P.S. And he fixes everything in the house and the cars. And he likes opera.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15456733077542868694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-81406696746565540482008-05-10T13:28:00.000-07:002008-05-10T13:28:00.000-07:00The very first time I met my husband, he made fun ...The very first time I met my husband, he made fun of me. If we'd been younger, he would have pulled my braids. He makes me laugh, he makes me think, he cares for me... He's strong enough to spar with me, but he's not a bully. He's rude and sarcastic just like me. We don't have to be doing something special to be together. He encourages me and there could not be anyone in the world who could beKatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15456733077542868694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-27628951232861831022008-05-10T11:58:00.000-07:002008-05-10T11:58:00.000-07:00When I was in college I ran into an old boyfriend ...When I was in college I ran into an old boyfriend who I hadn't seen in 8 years. He comes up to me on the day I happen to have had a miscarriage that morning. I had to take a test for a class that was the only reason for being there. <BR/><BR/>I looked horrible. I think I scared him and he was probably glad he still wasn't with me. <BR/><BR/>By the way I was married to my wonderful Hubby who has cubmommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03030503566130596829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-14452664493998434762008-05-10T09:47:00.000-07:002008-05-10T09:47:00.000-07:00Love the one you're with...To me, the most importa...Love the one you're with...<BR/><BR/>To me, the most important part of this statement is to love YOURSELF first!<BR/><BR/>Believe me, this revelation has been a long time coming.<BR/><BR/>Then, of course, I'm reminded of the flock of butterflys that invaded my tummy when my now hubby sat next to me, his leg so close I could feel the heat, hair still wet from his shower. <BR/><BR/>This was 18 Nikilizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15332161176817463816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-84282374278970652052008-05-10T07:27:00.000-07:002008-05-10T07:27:00.000-07:00Kari--is this Kari Townsend? Assuming it is!Kari--is this Kari Townsend? Assuming it is!MaNiC MoMMy™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-48415153379339342832008-05-10T07:20:00.000-07:002008-05-10T07:20:00.000-07:00One of the reasons I love my husband so much is be...One of the reasons I love my husband so much is because of the way he is with our children. He loves playing with them or just hanging out with them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-53323206590066883952008-05-10T06:19:00.000-07:002008-05-10T06:19:00.000-07:00Hey, not stopping by to enter the contest but rath...Hey, not stopping by to enter the contest but rather to wish you happy Mother's Day tomorrow.<BR/><BR/>- D.Dimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13681115087216855047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-89604450220927167682008-05-09T20:01:00.000-07:002008-05-09T20:01:00.000-07:00Hmmm why do I love the one I'm with? I love when h...Hmmm why do I love the one I'm with? I love when he holds my belly (we're expecting another baby)and whispers at our growing bean.<BR/><BR/>I love the way he scoops my daughter out of her crib in the morning and makes her smile. Little does he know I'm watching and it makes me melt.<BR/><BR/>We have our tough times yes, what relationship doesnt but I know that we CAN get through it.Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16160413605764020137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-56789976302569469442008-05-09T19:29:00.000-07:002008-05-09T19:29:00.000-07:00I love the one I'm with for the simple reason that...I love the one I'm with for the simple reason that it means I never have to wash dishes. Or touch things that end up in the sink. Yuck!<BR/><BR/>I'm a romantic, aren't I?Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07803503583347758969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-77215725106330446532008-05-09T18:35:00.000-07:002008-05-09T18:35:00.000-07:00Right now, I'm loving the ones I'm with! Picture t...Right now, I'm loving the ones I'm with! Picture this scene of domestic bliss, on a Friday night no less:<BR/><BR/>In the family room the movie Cars is captivating three of my four plus two of my sister's cuties. Popcorn bowls are strewn across the room and blankets and pillows abound.<BR/><BR/>In the living room, The Boss is dozing while one of my kiddoes and one niece are captivated by the The Gang's Momma!https://www.blogger.com/profile/12478478224173323982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-58306817168999146832008-05-09T16:42:00.000-07:002008-05-09T16:42:00.000-07:00I love Jon because he is irreverent and respectful...I love Jon because he is irreverent and respectful, brilliant and completely moronic. Because when we have next to nothing he reminds me we have everything. Because he breaks light fixtures with golf clubs and fixes the car. Because he is a ball of contradictions, a twelve year old in a giant body and because he is what I lean on even if I pretend I don't need propping.Cecily Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01833641996572085518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-7721714041646818242008-05-09T14:47:00.000-07:002008-05-09T14:47:00.000-07:00THank YOU MARCH!!!THank YOU MARCH!!!MaNiC MoMMy™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-64364448139149746802008-05-09T13:17:00.000-07:002008-05-09T13:17:00.000-07:00off subject..have a wonderful mothers day!!-marchoff subject..have a wonderful mothers day!!<BR/><BR/>-marchMarch2theSeahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11824771918572184205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15694514.post-75644625742952823552008-05-09T10:42:00.000-07:002008-05-09T10:42:00.000-07:00I ran into my ex, the one that might have been it,...I ran into my ex, the one that might have been it, at the video store shortly after my husband and I were married. How cliche is that? We were together during my mid-twenties when I was young and lost. Somehow, though, I found my way and our paths diverged. I was broken hearted. It is often as hard to be the leaver as it is to be left.<BR/><BR/>Fast forward five years or so post breakup to me CaraBeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04614627167922944626noreply@blogger.com