tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426664962286380303.post3717928067827876620..comments2023-10-30T03:07:59.250-07:00Comments on Blah-dee Blah Blah Blah-dee Blah Blah Blog: All Dressed Up With Somewhere To Go: A Blog About Encouraging Moms Not To Lose Themselves In The Shuffle Of ParenthoodBlah-dee Blah Blah Blah-dee Blah Blah Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06270433511823901795noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426664962286380303.post-44703912633749787122011-05-04T15:28:52.732-07:002011-05-04T15:28:52.732-07:00LOL! *SHRUG* What can I say-- ;)LOL! *SHRUG* What can I say-- ;)Blah-dee Blah Blah Blah-dee Blah Blah Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06270433511823901795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426664962286380303.post-59087912940161532262011-05-03T10:45:30.873-07:002011-05-03T10:45:30.873-07:00You said "mattress kitten". That made t...You said "mattress kitten". That made the whole post worth it!<br /><br />By the way, I love the comments on dressing up and taking care of appearance and its relation to the divorce rate of yesteryear... however, knowing what I know about not knowing anything about women, I am guessing that appearance was more tied to public acceptance by one's peers. <br /><br />In other words, perhaps women used to get dressed up to impress their fellow maternal friends at their "Mommie and Me and a martini meetings" (- hey, it was the 50's) and had little or nothing to do with hunka-hunka husband and his preferences.<br /><br />All that aside, I'm really stuck on the Mattress Kitten comment. That's classic literature, that is.The Troxelshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01049333283641033568noreply@blogger.com