tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19373489.post115182732724226085..comments2023-09-25T07:10:30.129-07:00Comments on ..............: Return-ed.Aprilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13545902890959118689noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19373489.post-1152748750557357922006-07-12T16:59:00.000-07:002006-07-12T16:59:00.000-07:00yeah that was the gist of our "discussion"yeah that was the gist of our "discussion"Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13545902890959118689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19373489.post-1152741431691266022006-07-12T14:57:00.000-07:002006-07-12T14:57:00.000-07:00it's against the law here for us to decide what ma...it's against the law here for us to decide what mail to bring or not to bring. we take it out unless we're 100% certain, then we bring it back if necessary.<BR/>it certainly is none of her business.<BR/>tell her to do her job!!!<BR/><BR/>cheers baby!kntgrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17635869813599588829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19373489.post-1152736473584804212006-07-12T13:34:00.000-07:002006-07-12T13:34:00.000-07:00yes i did yell at the mail lady she's a busybody a...yes i did yell at the mail lady <BR/>she's a busybody and a jerk. instead of delivering our mail to this address when it's clearly labeled with this address "in care of" my parents, she returns it....we've had several go-rounds about this. then she says, well just TELL ME and i'll deliver it. oh, is that how it works? grrrrr<BR/><BR/>but nothing but love for you, dear. :D i almost forgot about my mailbox knitter when we moved from grangeville, but i rescued it and now it's on my purse strap.Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13545902890959118689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19373489.post-1152736015843235282006-07-12T13:26:00.000-07:002006-07-12T13:26:00.000-07:00you didn't yell at the poor mail lady did you?I've...you didn't yell at the poor mail lady did you?<BR/>I've been listening to my own neighbour's shout the "off with his head" chant regarding our own postie.<BR/><BR/>that is SOME tale. I need to be learn how NOT to talk to boring strangers. I am getting better.kntgrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17635869813599588829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19373489.post-1152259026729296312006-07-07T00:57:00.000-07:002006-07-07T00:57:00.000-07:00i'm so glad that you have the courage to post what...i'm so glad that you have the courage to post what you do and say what you do...i feel like i can't write about certain stuff on my blog because i'm always wondering if i have interpreted certain scenerios wrong and i end up feeling bad that i am so pissed off or i don't want to offend anyone...so then i find lame ass superficial topics to write about..none that are really honest or helpful to other people like this post that you just wrote.... but anyways...enough about me. i wanted to say...this was a great great post, you're descriptions of the people and you're adventure on the bus...i was right there with you. <BR/>how you ended it...so true so true...i can't tell you how many times i've felt bad because i haven't wanted to forgive...and then i forive the person and i don't feel like i am being true to myself. living in the past is also something that we all really need to work on...easier said than done...but good for you for making it a priority...sigh..seriously moving post.RockOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06144455100863969168noreply@blogger.com