tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508432583265282274.post2314659597117656968..comments2023-05-22T08:20:28.957-06:00Comments on How did I get HERE? : Still the same...Shansterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04397551985965117012noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508432583265282274.post-44477520608034352482009-08-25T09:55:24.136-06:002009-08-25T09:55:24.136-06:00DebH - I didn't cry once!
Cheryl - disco ball...DebH - I didn't cry once!<br /><br />Cheryl - disco ball and everything...<br /><br />Heather - oh yeah - there were kids everywhere going full speed into the walls to stop... including me!<br /><br />MadameK - I held myself in check cuz' there was a big dude in a referee shirt skating around watching and he was bigger than me.Shansterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04397551985965117012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508432583265282274.post-28782990265701933812009-08-25T05:45:50.822-06:002009-08-25T05:45:50.822-06:00But did you bodycheck any kids?But did you bodycheck any kids?Madame Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10711262100071626133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508432583265282274.post-18788389254167398392009-08-24T14:23:49.743-06:002009-08-24T14:23:49.743-06:00How funny! Or comforting actually. Was there a big...How funny! Or comforting actually. Was there a big disco ball in the middle and a dj playing music? <br /><br />I used to do that too, every Saturday, either roller skating or ice skating. So much fun! <br /><br />He, he, yeah, that blasted fat roll...I did sit ups last night, 1st time in ages. Hope I can keep it up.<br /><br />Glad Kylee had a great time :)Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01679485132057382813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508432583265282274.post-58355531050380548372009-08-24T14:08:32.587-06:002009-08-24T14:08:32.587-06:00Isn't it strange how somethings just don't...Isn't it strange how somethings just don't change with time? <br /><br />I used to hate it when kids had roller skating or ice staking birthday parties because I could only stop by running in to the walls or falling down and I always ended up with mostly broken fingernails and a bruised ass. Woe is (the childhood) me.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14208998958861055873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508432583265282274.post-91399151596575494082009-08-24T13:22:33.246-06:002009-08-24T13:22:33.246-06:00Great Success if you ask me..no bloody knees or sc...Great Success if you ask me..no bloody knees or scraped up elbows?? and best of all...NO crying!! Great Job! :)DebHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05062114482783994620noreply@blogger.com