tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358968333707962844.post7173834261815813010..comments2023-11-11T04:22:55.111-05:00Comments on Fryin' Up The Bacon: Boil, Boil, Toil & Trouble...Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01023531580838649455noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358968333707962844.post-52422483792730028472008-10-23T19:37:00.000-04:002008-10-23T19:37:00.000-04:00I remember having one on my caboose when I was abo...I remember having one on my caboose when I was about 10 and my mom sitting on me squeasing it.<BR/>They must have heard me yell for miles....lolswmpgrlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14357046785285268969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358968333707962844.post-27000322630658617352008-10-23T10:30:00.000-04:002008-10-23T10:30:00.000-04:00Rylie is so cute. They tend to not grow out of it ...Rylie is so cute. They tend to not grow out of it either. A few years ago I had to go away for a few days and asked my daughter to water my vegetable garden...It's priceless seeing a teenager standing next to a veg. garden in none other than high heels. To this day she'll go shopping with heels on and not give it another thought. Me? I like my comfort too much to indulge in walking all day in heels. (Hugs)IndigoSage Ravenwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17143502548162174269noreply@blogger.com