tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751047220119463977.post8470637225343178154..comments2023-06-25T06:27:56.223-04:00Comments on Whisper of Fields: Dinner at 6Alise Stewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09841806908806913614noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751047220119463977.post-79693655629215659182013-06-30T09:17:23.473-04:002013-06-30T09:17:23.473-04:00As a suburbian... I don't care... I walk my fl...As a suburbian... I don't care... I walk my fluffy spoiled brat in pajamas. I think my neighbors love my eccentricity. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11909940261121624333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751047220119463977.post-86708663936357372112013-06-30T08:50:17.844-04:002013-06-30T08:50:17.844-04:00As you know..I'm in the country. I love to wal...As you know..I'm in the country. I love to walk my dogs around the block in my striped flannel pajama bottoms and a tshirt that doesnt match with no bra, and my filthy garden shoes. Does it get any better? The other morning, my son and I were getting ready to leave, and he dropped his drawers right by the car and took a whiz. Seems he didn't realize he had to pee while we were in the house. While I hate the drive, I'm not sure I could go back to the burbs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com