tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199024.post3590722573526518334..comments2023-10-28T03:40:27.105-07:00Comments on dearest me sounds like deer meat: Missie Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00560430388818289473noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199024.post-27025209750628325632008-06-24T14:21:00.000-07:002008-06-24T14:21:00.000-07:00hey boo,call me tonight when we can both we online...hey boo,<BR/><BR/>call me tonight when we can both we online at the same time and we'll figure it out. i absolutely love the thought of you blogging again!Missie Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00560430388818289473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199024.post-55697407382180452172008-06-20T13:07:00.000-07:002008-06-20T13:07:00.000-07:00By the way, that was me: Michelle. Maybe you can h...By the way, that was me: Michelle. Maybe you can help me get my blogger updated. It says I have to start some google account but everytime I try to it won't let me. Let's talk and see what we can figure out. I want to blog again.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199024.post-63962167165922572242008-06-20T13:06:00.000-07:002008-06-20T13:06:00.000-07:00I really miss the Cleburne camping trips too! Man ...I really miss the Cleburne camping trips too! Man those were the good ole days when it didn't matter that you feel asleep with your bathing suit on, the bathing suit that spent 10 hours in a muddy lake. I think you have to be a girl scout to enjoy camping. That, or "camp" in a cabin.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199024.post-88366391217794020282008-06-20T06:25:00.000-07:002008-06-20T06:25:00.000-07:00Awe, sounds memorable :) Even with all of your mis...Awe, sounds memorable :) Even with all of your mishaps, I still wish I could've been there, like those family (well of course the Harbst clan and little ole me) camping trips out to Lake Cleburne...days out on the lake in your canoe with Peggy, trying not to tip over...pretending to snorkel, although you couldn't see your hand in front of your face in those murky waters...nights with smores and Stacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09555399312818379295noreply@blogger.com