tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951407630062872642.post8061615137363819179..comments2024-01-29T05:17:19.787-07:00Comments on Kari Lynn Dell - Western Author: The Curse of the Missing ManKari Lynn Dellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06864636462802149247noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951407630062872642.post-24185988199938949672012-09-24T19:23:36.426-06:002012-09-24T19:23:36.426-06:00Linda: Works every time. My husband blames South D...Linda: Works every time. My husband blames South Dakota's drought of the late eighties on that damn neighbor who bought a tractor-mounted snowblower.<br /><br />Cyndi: I have to be very careful what I say because other than his utter inability to scrub a toilet, my husband does pretty good with the housework. I'm the one who drives him nuts with how I do the dishes. Hey, when the drainboard is full, the dishes are done. I don't do no stinkin' dishtowels. Kari Lynn Dellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06864636462802149247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951407630062872642.post-13447657075974612292012-09-24T19:22:23.625-06:002012-09-24T19:22:23.625-06:00Your sister Lola here. My problem is a little di...Your sister Lola here. My problem is a little different. When we were living in small town Montana and I left town for a few days or more, my husband got invites to dinner every single night and was always sent the leftovers for lunch the next day. The people of the town felt so sorry for him batching it on his own. When he left for an extended period, no invitations to dinner. I could have starved to death and no one would notice!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951407630062872642.post-7617184728270550642012-09-24T08:39:00.326-06:002012-09-24T08:39:00.326-06:00YES! My man has been gone for a week. I'm supp...YES! My man has been gone for a week. I'm supposed to mow the grass. Umm, afraid to start it because I KNOW something will go wrong! So far (fingers crossed) nothing has gone wrong on this trip<br /><br />However, when I'm out of town, not only does the broom run away with the toilet brush, my dishwasher doesn't work, my vacuum has no power and the dust clothes hide. Know what I mean?Cynthia D'Albahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15851986671527903732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1951407630062872642.post-15727534088523250532012-09-24T06:56:11.329-06:002012-09-24T06:56:11.329-06:00Ha! We have our own version of the Missing Man Cur...Ha! We have our own version of the Missing Man Curse around here. When the snow flies, you can bet the biggest storms (the kind measured in feet instead of inches) only happen when TG is at the theater. Since the show must go on, who gets stuck with the snow shovel at home? You guessed it. *wry grin*<br /><br />Last year we finally caved and bought a snow-thrower. Didn't get more than a trace of snow all winter. Hey, whatever works...Linda G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04576828490765434497noreply@blogger.com