tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882668766726269265.post4122657312874080231..comments2023-05-12T08:10:24.499-05:00Comments on A Terminal Case of Whimsy: Summer PlansJoanna K. Danehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718495212868644804noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882668766726269265.post-53583590545869448602014-06-14T16:15:53.202-05:002014-06-14T16:15:53.202-05:00Honeybee, Glad to hear I am in good company! And ...Honeybee, Glad to hear I am in good company! And yes, I think both "shoes" and "woman" got the "crazy" modifier.Joanna K. Danehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13718495212868644804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1882668766726269265.post-12826459216407570542014-06-10T13:32:43.614-05:002014-06-10T13:32:43.614-05:00I remember a quote from your significant other fro...I remember a quote from your significant other from a few years back: " How many pairs of shoes does one crazy woman need?" ( Maybe I have interjected "crazy" in the wrong place - was it "crazy pairs of shoes"?) Anyway, from one crazy sock hoarder to another, I applaud the colors spilling from your sock drawer. The more socks crammed into one drawer (or, in my case, one under-the-bed slide out plastic container), the better, I say! Socks love company, the more the merrier. Sorting is overrated! Make a great pasta dinner instead!!Honeybeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11735058942127568440noreply@blogger.com