tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906866639508776624.post6008594545911868874..comments2023-11-02T03:07:22.082-06:00Comments on Life...or a reasonable facsimile thereof: My Kitchen Table (or, scraping the bottom of the creative barrel)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906866639508776624.post-73591619024765515422013-03-29T14:14:56.296-06:002013-03-29T14:14:56.296-06:00Mine's looked like that before. Well, ok, no ...Mine's looked like that before. Well, ok, no whip, but we do have Hello Kitty earphones.<br /><br />Every once in a while it stresses me out, I put everything in a pile and give people 5 mintues to find it a home or it goes in the trash.<br /><br />Back to this whip...so can you actually do some Indiana Jones moves with it or do you just carry it around so people think you can??Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04065195610270532889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906866639508776624.post-58038378935345926732013-03-27T13:41:31.345-06:002013-03-27T13:41:31.345-06:00I am a Nazi about keeping the K table cleared! Th...I am a Nazi about keeping the K table cleared! That does not mean that nothing is ever on there.....Believe me, EVERYONE tries to dump stuff on there, and then when they set the table, they move all that stuff to the kitchen desk.....it means I am constantly HARPING on everyone that, "Your backpack/leftover pretzels/books/used tissues/dyed easter eggs/money/chess pieces/blankets/lip balm/mail/coupons/photos/last year's art project, DO NOT belong on the table!!"<br />The fam may never be "on board" with my desire. boo hoo!Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08912242173684280898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1906866639508776624.post-10917701483345925592013-03-27T07:47:07.106-06:002013-03-27T07:47:07.106-06:00Looking at my table... I have a ... cat. And I th...Looking at my table... I have a ... cat. And I think that's far worse than having a table you can't see the top of. And even though you can see the top of my table, we also use the table attached to our legs because the TV is far better entertainment than yelling at the cat to get off the table so we can eat on it. But I like to pretend we are a civilized family and actually eat there, so I keep it cleaned off, just in case. {krista}https://www.blogger.com/profile/03193563549927572899noreply@blogger.com