tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post9113712366943542206..comments2024-03-01T22:45:35.314-06:00Comments on Bag Blog: Spring ForwardBag Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-46703503318496578272010-03-18T06:58:42.179-05:002010-03-18T06:58:42.179-05:00Jo, longer days around here just mean more work.Jo, longer days around here just mean more work.Bag Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-80745909635993096512010-03-17T11:21:42.131-05:002010-03-17T11:21:42.131-05:00Sounds like our house. Gene went to bed and slept...Sounds like our house. Gene went to bed and slept awhile, then woke up and changed the clocks. Sigh.... Hard getting used to the new time. I love the longer days, though.Jo Castillohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00411430042547033972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-86816755261089886542010-03-15T06:25:44.019-05:002010-03-15T06:25:44.019-05:00Buck,
I hear you on the getting up early for work....Buck,<br />I hear you on the getting up early for work. Toby's 5:30 alarm came early this morning.Bag Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-24177034385655336812010-03-14T14:56:43.020-05:002010-03-14T14:56:43.020-05:00I don't like the time change... never did... b...I don't like the time change... never did... but it's easier to live with it now than in times past. At least I don't have to get up an hour earlier and get to work.Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-24239566424836444622010-03-14T03:37:31.917-05:002010-03-14T03:37:31.917-05:00you sound like us with the sticky notes. I had a ...you sound like us with the sticky notes. I had a three by five card with the note, "get cash, supper, and Bob's haircut" for our evening. Bob says he is pretty sore from climbing into the attic. I had to put first aid cream on his head, and carefully trim around his boo-boos. <br /><br />Saturday evening---when I saw Bob standing by the clock on the wall, I asked him to take it down for me as I can't reach it. I like to ease into the time change. the oven clock had not been changed since the last power outage a month ago...guess we don't look at it much anymorejoycehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11456465195258073699noreply@blogger.com