tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137639914423058493.post5043190906954490146..comments2023-11-05T07:13:42.696-05:00Comments on The Zoey Blog: Shout out to my kinda sorta Ohana back homeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01891428194319026363noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137639914423058493.post-62054021462875718522009-08-01T08:13:38.369-04:002009-08-01T08:13:38.369-04:00I like that I never have the same name.
Where like...I like that I never have the same name.<br />Where like = love.<br /><br />And of course I'm following along! You're right about those "Stand By Me" friends you make as kids – their impact and comfort never leaves you.John Teeterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04131897962461022870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137639914423058493.post-73624826878402426562009-07-31T10:39:41.364-04:002009-07-31T10:39:41.364-04:00Really like that Ohana big deal there, i don't...Really like that Ohana big deal there, i don't like to admit it but i do alot of the checks and balances thing these days and find myself very grumpy at times with the scale tilted in the "what the hell" side. I'm finding i can't be who people thought i was or want me to be, or who i thought i was. I am just me and i'm really liking loading up the 'there thats better' side of the scale. I spent last night riding bikes with my little boy, jumping curbs to squeals of 'cool dad' only to finish the evening watching the purples and reds of the sunset and eating a cherry popsicle on a parking curb in front of a store i haven't been to since i was a kid. Now 'there thats better'. The shared big cheek half pack of hubba bubba for the ride home wasn't too bad either. Oh and to hear my eight yr old call a scruffy, standoffish cat a dirty bastard well that was pretty cool too............cause i was thinkin the same thing...dirty bastard cat. Uncie BradAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com