tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post8996335585695927425..comments2023-06-26T16:11:48.202-07:00Comments on Dabblings of a Snarky Mom: all wrapped upSnarkyDabblerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16478939856623965910noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post-24159221866520831612013-11-23T05:30:49.157-08:002013-11-23T05:30:49.157-08:00Haha! If you lived with me, we'd both have b...Haha! If you lived with me, we'd both have bigger problems. SnarkyDabblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16478939856623965910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post-90491042076209578272013-11-23T05:29:55.726-08:002013-11-23T05:29:55.726-08:00I'm here to help, Becca. I can teach you, a...I'm here to help, Becca. I can teach you, and I promise not to laugh at you. Well, not a lot. SnarkyDabblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16478939856623965910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post-43268259278173038832013-11-23T05:27:47.110-08:002013-11-23T05:27:47.110-08:00Oh! That sounds like a nightmare! I bet Jon got a...Oh! That sounds like a nightmare! I bet Jon got an ear-full later, huh? SnarkyDabblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16478939856623965910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post-31281955772781753292013-11-22T20:51:01.478-08:002013-11-22T20:51:01.478-08:00The phrase MEASURE TWICE, CUT ONCE was meant for m...The phrase MEASURE TWICE, CUT ONCE was meant for me but yet I can't ever seem to apply to real life wrapping. If I lived with you, you'd wait until I was asleep too.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15548173187841831937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post-28085599825710042712013-11-22T13:32:43.655-08:002013-11-22T13:32:43.655-08:00I feel EXACTLY the same way. The Christmas before ...I feel EXACTLY the same way. The Christmas before Jack was born (8 mo preggers) I came home from work to find, to my horror, my inlaws were wrapping all my gifts. They had made a surprise visit to "help me around the house" and Jon had put them to work wrapping presents and doing a backwoods dairy farmer way, too. So I could relax a bit. It was all I could do from screaming in their faces, wrapping their heads in the crappy papper choices, and run away sobbing. Instead I said, "Thank you".Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00914772906397467717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1864480407284660193.post-71836667144283206362013-11-22T12:41:18.758-08:002013-11-22T12:41:18.758-08:00My mom hated to wrap presents, and I was the only ...My mom hated to wrap presents, and I was the only girl who loved it. Alas, now my older sister is far better at it than I. (She actually buys ribbons, bows, paper and coordinates them.) I never graduated the "neat and clean" packaging and wrapping step. Beccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12297035846576765887noreply@blogger.com