tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post3924092363039949404..comments2023-10-07T03:12:02.883-04:00Comments on Suburban Matron: Twenty ElevenBeckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517252487552392654noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-43605898115872081002011-01-04T04:35:08.816-05:002011-01-04T04:35:08.816-05:00"two thousand eleven," or "twenty e..."two thousand eleven," or "twenty eleven"...that question came up in my ESL class just before the Xmas break. I opted for the former, as perhaps more correct, but certainly more formal, and added the caveat that I've been living outside the States for so many years now that I'd search the internet for options. I didn't even have to search, you brought it right to my e-mail box, thanks!Starhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06350579051520505525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-17182884694491348592011-01-03T21:19:25.668-05:002011-01-03T21:19:25.668-05:00It's that song "In the Year 2025" th...It's that song "In the Year 2025" that's got you and Matt hung up. But to me, "twenty-eleven" sounds more 2525 futuristicky. (word?)Lawyer Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04487040434589941351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-43616122522798013102011-01-03T13:34:25.761-05:002011-01-03T13:34:25.761-05:00Happy New Year! Thanks for making me laugh and cry...Happy New Year! Thanks for making me laugh and cry this past year.laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02734604996634663930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-35625844523699797602011-01-03T00:53:34.321-05:002011-01-03T00:53:34.321-05:00Poor Hank! Poor Mr. Grapevine dog! Amy's right...Poor Hank! Poor Mr. Grapevine dog! Amy's right, it sounds like a scene out of A Christmas Story.<br /><br />I think Matt has a point. I, however, stubbornly insisted on using the word "ought" during the past decade. As in Twenty-Ought-Three". Weirded people out.gretchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00952840544630534206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-43373460939862695162011-01-02T23:38:13.388-05:002011-01-02T23:38:13.388-05:00Happy 2011, my friend. xoHappy 2011, my friend. xoLeciawphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10387890066375679646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-66804785932283926302011-01-02T22:32:50.946-05:002011-01-02T22:32:50.946-05:00Cheers to 2011 bringing you good health, laughter,...Cheers to 2011 bringing you good health, laughter, peace, love and more happiness than your heart can hold!enKatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04861565626815452648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-7731128910363369622011-01-02T10:40:53.419-05:002011-01-02T10:40:53.419-05:00i stumbled across your blog in blogstalking some e...i stumbled across your blog in blogstalking some else's reading list. i connected on a southern level as you write how i speak, especially when you say a "whole mess" of fireworks.<br /><br />happy new year. i look forward to reading more.Charhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03851293154388793520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-79427574407985719392011-01-01T23:07:17.590-05:002011-01-01T23:07:17.590-05:00Poor Hank! He just breaks my heart.
X stayed up ...Poor Hank! He just breaks my heart.<br /><br />X stayed up til 10 (!) but he's been staying up late due to holiday hours anyway. I lasted approximately an hour longer and then turned off the zombie show and went to bed.Keelyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323783519078200647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-59515676835990468602011-01-01T21:37:16.661-05:002011-01-01T21:37:16.661-05:00Poor Hank! That sounds like a scene from a movie. ...Poor Hank! That sounds like a scene from a movie. Hilarious! Glad dude is ok, though. <br /><br />Ava and Nate stayed up till midnight this year, but we paid for it all day the next day! Oh well...they had fun.<br /><br />Wish I coulda been there! Miss y'all.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07969357513275063157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-25024547247593597192011-01-01T20:45:58.754-05:002011-01-01T20:45:58.754-05:00I am of the same mind as you regarding children an...I am of the same mind as you regarding children and staying up into midnight, but one of my neighbors invited my boys over to celebrate and I let them go. That meant lots of quiet for myself and my daughter as my husband was working. At midnight, though, I woke to the sound of my sons screaming on our street, my nine-year old, shirtless, waving his shirt over his head as he ran barefoot down the sidewalk. Insanity.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-57570053672559462732011-01-01T19:19:46.918-05:002011-01-01T19:19:46.918-05:00the handy man who lives next to our family cabin i...the handy man who lives next to our family cabin in Ashe County comes over and spits like a camel. he doesn't drink all the booze, though. Just spits.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-63936884718084783672011-01-01T19:10:24.900-05:002011-01-01T19:10:24.900-05:00I second M. We have all been going to bed way pas...I second M. We have all been going to bed way past midnight this whole week, and rang in the New Year together....plus we had to stay up to retrieve our 14 yr old and his friends as scheduled from a party at 1:00. <br />Happy New Year!Michele Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17030846420862437581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6328138894440374230.post-33836265334526028832011-01-01T18:45:10.754-05:002011-01-01T18:45:10.754-05:00Let me encourage you to enjoy that early bedtime b...Let me encourage you to enjoy that early bedtime before the tables turn and knock you over. The 14-year-olds at my house last night handily outlasted me and giggled incessantly til the very wee hours. The college kid stayed overnight at his party and sent a text at 12 to wish his sister a happy new year. <br /><br />It's just weird to be the first one to pass out(and, sadly, this after only one glass of wine.) Seems like only yesterday I was dancing on the tables one NYE to the raucous new sound of my friend's punk rock band. ;)<br /><br />Happy New Year!Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08516327327030323593noreply@blogger.com