tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648146873707464350.post4524490174505935212..comments2023-04-04T09:26:32.545-04:00Comments on Naked in Public: They're Humerous Folks, They Are, They Are.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648146873707464350.post-45485624769814804722009-02-03T22:55:00.000-05:002009-02-03T22:55:00.000-05:00If I didn't talk to my mother and sister for a day...If I didn't talk to my mother and sister for a day they would think I was dead. Seriously. They don't like call my cell phone until it blows up if I don't answer it (yes, we screen each other) but we always call the other back. It's like a crutch but at the same time I won't die without it. With my mom it's usually very early in the am and then around the time she's driving home from work. Then we talk during the day if there's something we absolutely must tell each other.<BR/><BR/>With my sister, it's like 5 trillion times a day. every since the babe, she calls me at ungodly early hours bc she's up feeding, changing, playing, burping, whatever. I nipped that in the bud and asked her to kindly reserve our calls for post-9am bc tia doesn't speak in full sentences before coffee has fully kicked in. The thing that makes me forgive her is that she calls every morn pretending to be Palomita. and then she puts the kid on the phone and then it's all over. oh sisters.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14619953390847121652noreply@blogger.com