tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post6999223180907116512..comments2023-09-29T06:00:09.242-05:00Comments on Julie Pippert: Using My Words: A Dear Charles letter, Living on in Infamy, and Adventures in Dadhood (with Hump Day Hmm call)Julie Pipperthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-82551733887970725642007-05-24T16:55:00.000-05:002007-05-24T16:55:00.000-05:00Mad's got it, Emergency Fecal Midwifery (EFM, if y...Mad's got it, Emergency Fecal Midwifery (EFM, if you need to be private about it in public, as in "Uhh, Josh, we've got an EFM situation happening...let's get to the car stat."). I feel awful for your husband. And the car. And Persistence. Wow. <BR/><BR/>And now a note on why I only comment on 1/3 of your blog posts: For some reason I open your posts and of course, someone around here needs something before I finish and then when I sit down again Firefox has an error and closes all my danged windows and I can never remember who I was reading! So then I come back and do a great big catch up read and only comment on the last of the posts I've read. But I am out here reading! *lol*Kylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-50353723394339462512007-05-24T11:25:00.000-05:002007-05-24T11:25:00.000-05:00Honestly, the expulsion...or rather projectile poo...Honestly, the expulsion...or rather projectile pooping, was sweet relief for everybody. I long ago lost my ability to be grossed out by what comes out of a child's arse...I think I've seen it all and then some.<BR/><BR/>TBH, this experience was so spectacular that Patience and I were watched in awe. She was beside herself with excitement. Just imagine what a child obsessed with poop would think of observing the rockets launch a good 5 feet through the air...landing in the middle of the parking lot...or the one that ricocheted of her dads chest. Not every child gets to live her dream at such an early age. <BR/><BR/>The bad part was the 15 minutes of standing at the back of the hatch with a naked child writhing around screaming owy...owy...owy as people walked to and fro giving me the "what are you doing to her" looks.<BR/><BR/>I was waiting for the police to show up any second.<BR/><BR/>Never a dull moment:)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03474992687428861966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-77108562449236165442007-05-24T11:11:00.000-05:002007-05-24T11:11:00.000-05:00If Sir Charles Barkley ever decides to run for pol...If Sir Charles Barkley ever decides to run for political office, I’ll work on his campaign. I think he’d make a lousy President, but it would be a blast. I’d love to see him run for congress. Congress needs a few Charles Barkley types running around.<BR/><BR/>And it’s a wonder what a quote from a famous blogger can do. My school shooting post was referenced by a DC blog portal and I had 600 hits in 2 days.Boneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16504810076352510226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-64259721255504566652007-05-24T08:12:00.000-05:002007-05-24T08:12:00.000-05:00LM, DITTO!!! People think I am an extrovert becaus...LM, DITTO!!! People think I am an extrovert because I always have something to say. Nope, just opinionated LOL.<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Catherine, I hope so. You'd be *so* welcome!<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Chani, awesome, and that is what i like about you. :)<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Queen, my BIGGEST sense of awe was that he had thought ahead and had taken a pull-up just in case. But yes, a medal of valor for him. Your story is awesome---disgusting and I feel your pain---but funny. :)<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Scribbit, now THAT is such a NICE thing to wish. :)Julie Pipperthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-30395244733710705372007-05-23T23:23:00.000-05:002007-05-23T23:23:00.000-05:00My you HAVE been prolific. Very funny stuff, good...My you HAVE been prolific. <BR/><BR/>Very funny stuff, good luck with Barkley, here's hoping you at least get into his will :)Scribbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03178711182424809035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-40311859200149350892007-05-23T21:43:00.000-05:002007-05-23T21:43:00.000-05:00Julie, Your husband deserves a special award.......Julie, <BR/> Your husband deserves a special award.......poor thing, you know men just can't handle these kind of things! (hee-hee)<BR/><BR/>Junior Mayhem decided to let loose during the Hoop Dee Doo Review on our DisneyWorld trip last fall. The pullup he was wearing was no match for the mass quantity of waste that was expelled from his body. <BR/><BR/>Seeing as I had left the backpack in the room, and we paid $200 for the tickets....we did our best to ignore the situation. Needless to say, the poor souls that were stuck near us on the bus ride to the hotel were victims of torture!<BR/><BR/>Why didn't anyone warn me about the complete disgustingness of parenthood? A little heads up would have been nice! :)Queen of the Mayhemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10317309061471274358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-80992787349308150282007-05-23T21:34:00.000-05:002007-05-23T21:34:00.000-05:00I should have a post ready later tonight for the r...I should have a post ready later tonight for the roundtable. The truth is that I've made so many mistakes and been forgiven so many times that I had a hard time picking one incident for focus! LOL<BR/><BR/><BR/>Peace, <BR/><BR/>~Chanithailandchanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10171731740204067889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-31881737924448982582007-05-23T20:53:00.000-05:002007-05-23T20:53:00.000-05:00One of these days I AM going to get it together in...One of these days I AM going to get it together in time for a Hump Day Hmmm. I am I am I am I am!Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07316677018586769316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-18049178190561544062007-05-23T15:23:00.000-05:002007-05-23T15:23:00.000-05:00Ah! Your poor husband! The poop stories are flyi...Ah! Your poor husband! The poop stories are flying fast & furious this week.<BR/><BR/>I too have soapbox remorse. I cannot keep my mouth shut about anything if there is a crowd around. And I'm an introvert. Go figure.<BR/><BR/>I've written my hump day hmmm post, but I need to edit. I will post it tonight & send you the url.Lawyer Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06819273107327846943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-52491174992548816612007-05-23T14:47:00.000-05:002007-05-23T14:47:00.000-05:00Christine, I want to say sorry but prefer to say t...Christine, I want to say sorry but prefer to say thanks, LOL<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Magpie, I didn't witness it and I've seen a lot, but from the sounds, I agree with you!<BR/><BR/>Sidewalks. Sigh. Well the yelling went on for over an hour but to be succinct, it will cost homeowners a shitload of money for the long-term and the necessity is highly debateable (obviously).<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>SM, oh I have competition!<BR/><BR/>I don't think I did see another poop story (unless you count OTJ). I may have to seek. We could have aworst poop story contest. YUCK who would judge it? LOL<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Mrs. Chicky, LOL then I am in like Flynn!<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Mad, that's it! Thanks!!<BR/><BR/>Oh man soapbox remorse. Yeah it's a regular malady for me.Julie Pipperthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-71923505051348850232007-05-23T13:48:00.000-05:002007-05-23T13:48:00.000-05:00Emergency fecal midwifery. On the topic of great e...Emergency fecal midwifery. <BR/><BR/>On the topic of great expressions, I love "soapbox remorse". I suffer it regularly.Madhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13416585771017767796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-77221349681701972082007-05-23T13:14:00.000-05:002007-05-23T13:14:00.000-05:00I hear Sir Charles likes loud women.:)I hear Sir Charles likes loud women.<BR/><BR/>:)Chicky Chicky Babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18056206889322232109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-30657046031681062312007-05-23T11:28:00.000-05:002007-05-23T11:28:00.000-05:00I share your crush on Charles. I have always like...I share your crush on Charles. I have always liked him. And that sweet, sweet smile...<BR/><BR/>Oh, poor dad. Did you read Mrs. Chicken's hilarious (not to her) post (I think it was this Monday) about poop? Between yours and hers I am running for cover.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-49047269506558243792007-05-23T11:18:00.000-05:002007-05-23T11:18:00.000-05:00The poop story is about the worst I've ever heard....The poop story is about the worst I've ever heard. Yuck!<BR/><BR/>But, what's with the sidewalks? Why such angst about sidewalks?Magpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13083972.post-36215947957423125622007-05-23T09:22:00.000-05:002007-05-23T09:22:00.000-05:00This was AWESOME! I almost spit honey bunches of ...This was AWESOME! I almost spit honey bunches of over priced oats all over the computer! You are too funny! Your poor, poor hubby. Yuck!Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04662448292809451387noreply@blogger.com