tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post4333382644708012626..comments2008-05-07T22:52:10.439-07:00stephanie (bad mom)http://www.blogger.com/profile/04257126641387033673thebadmom@live.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-44491847555688466512008-05-07T22:52:00.000-07:002008-05-07T22:52:00.000-07:00I LOVE YOU, man!<BR/><BR/>And I love you all for loving him.stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04257126641387033673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-20631947067568251782008-05-07T20:37:00.000-07:002008-05-07T20:37:00.000-07:00You're a good wingman as well it would seem. Good job!Tootsie Farklepantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336671002327112885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-5419025314080766562008-05-07T19:17:00.000-07:002008-05-07T19:17:00.000-07:00Stu,<BR/><BR/>Stop it! Your <A HREF="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29490489&postID=3516528913443761852" REL="nofollow">comments</A> are funnier than the posts. You and Stephanie have an open invitation to come play Battle of the Sexes with us. Maybe Stephanie could pick up something for pot luck at Wild Oats. ;-)Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17088657210215863433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-29214138778791236812008-05-07T18:34:00.000-07:002008-05-07T18:34:00.000-07:00I need to get a guest blogger. For the times I'm too tired/lazy/lame. Like now.I AM VERY MARYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115661324301117031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-72639751316203561922008-05-07T16:05:00.000-07:002008-05-07T16:05:00.000-07:00Helloooooooo Stu. Way to love your wife. My husband and you see eye to eye on the matter of what Mrs. G. calls secret boyfriends. You and my husband could be BFFs. Except my husband doesn't leave The Best Comments Ever.Cherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17088657210215863433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-24556430866731796362008-05-07T15:44:00.000-07:002008-05-07T15:44:00.000-07:00Way to help a woman out. What are you doing tonight? I'm out of ideas. You should be a floater.Mrs. G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01171997573144385692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-53058091959487428342008-05-07T14:34:00.000-07:002008-05-07T14:34:00.000-07:00The Doggy did it: I pretty much sit at home and cry, you caught me.<BR/><BR/>Lisa: I like meatloaf<BR/><BR/>Janet: I'm a goin'<BR/><BR/>Jen: Just demand that he post, put that foot down ;)<BR/><BR/>Karen: Yes, I do<BR/><BR/>Kate: Sorry for making you barfy. It is not always puppies and flowers here but we make it work (I think)<BR/><BR/>-Stustunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-52935468536213774172008-05-07T14:15:00.000-07:002008-05-07T14:15:00.000-07:00clearly you two are perfect for each other. blissful and stuff. barf. <BR/><BR/>don't worry bad mom, we know you're a good wife (and a bad wife when you're supposed to be bad). double barf.katydidnothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15710011717146842223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-53423561998552106902008-05-07T12:41:00.000-07:002008-05-07T12:41:00.000-07:00Stu, do you do dishes too?Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14349303360950494430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-75762662856738115952008-05-07T09:13:00.000-07:002008-05-07T09:13:00.000-07:00Awwww. My husband is a lot like you, which is to say quite secure. I don't think I'll ever get him to write a post, though.Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-87588486087775988682008-05-07T08:31:00.000-07:002008-05-07T08:31:00.000-07:00You go Stu :-)Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09504992439212714138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-84186346027410164572008-05-07T07:59:00.000-07:002008-05-07T07:59:00.000-07:00Your collective posting ability puts me to shame.<BR/><BR/>I resorted to Meatloaf last night...Lisa Miltonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07386193798727387546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3736648794991678909.post-52633517117808777352008-05-07T06:02:00.000-07:002008-05-07T06:02:00.000-07:00Hey Stu...<BR/><BR/>It's ok, you don't have to make excuses for her shenanigans. We know she is the one out getting plowed, and hitting on hot guys, while you are at home, holding down the fort, and pining away for her. <BR/><BR/>Like a good husband should be...heh.The Doggy Did Ithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13997486829803706342noreply@blogger.com