tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post5365849530859094169..comments2024-01-05T02:49:13.756-06:00Comments on Out of the Binjo Ditch: ParenthoodStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15148864091827107809noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-89254946573823878362007-08-04T07:29:00.000-06:002007-08-04T07:29:00.000-06:00Enjoy your trip and holiday guys, I also complaine...Enjoy your trip and holiday guys, I also complained not long ago that I need a holiday break, I haven't been out of Western Australia in 7 years since I started living here! :-( <BR/><BR/>Your trip reminds me of mine with my family as a kid, we lived in the northern parts of S/Africa and drove down to Cape Town, it was also a good day and half's travel!Fleahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14277854645434859624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-8024446287306867992007-08-03T07:23:00.000-06:002007-08-03T07:23:00.000-06:00Like I said, Cassie. We would have stopped if you...Like I said, Cassie. We would have stopped if you had to go. You just didn't have to go until we got to the point where we had to get gas.<BR/><BR/>And I don't drive with my finger up. That's a myth perpetuated by anyone who has ever been in the car with me.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15148864091827107809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-8785334161162777002007-08-03T00:30:00.000-06:002007-08-03T00:30:00.000-06:00Remember to do a lot of deep breathing, and you ar...Remember to do a lot of deep breathing, and you aren't allowed to drive with that one finger if the kids are in the car.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-37690513145433109662007-08-02T22:32:00.000-06:002007-08-02T22:32:00.000-06:00"Let" is definitely the word. You told me before w..."Let" is definitely the word. You told me before we left that we were stopping once for gas and I was allowed to use the restroom at that time only and not to ask in between because you weren't going to stop no matter what. <BR/><BR/>I'm glad you don't hold your DW and kids to those rules.<BR/><BR/>Erica and Bacon are sitting on my bladder, I'm lucky to get as far as Target before I have to go desperately now. I'm glad I'm not riding with you.Cassiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12080913200722597938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-21429215566487555462007-08-02T19:53:00.000-06:002007-08-02T19:53:00.000-06:00Bon voyage! And may I suggest renting or buying a...Bon voyage! And may I suggest renting or buying a DVD player for your car?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-57869416621121301662007-08-02T10:35:00.000-06:002007-08-02T10:35:00.000-06:00Indiana eh? So close!Forget the burgers and tiny ...Indiana eh? So close!<BR/><BR/>Forget the burgers and tiny fries -- go for the new milkshakes! Mmmmm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-69274563541816810922007-08-02T09:56:00.000-06:002007-08-02T09:56:00.000-06:00"let." As though I wouldn't have stopped if you h..."let." As though I wouldn't have stopped if you had to go. You just didn't have to go.<BR/><BR/>Heatherfeather, it's so nice to hear from you again! I am looking forward to having a good ol' burger with shoestring potatoes. It's a rare treat!Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15148864091827107809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-11895577964006417122007-08-02T09:06:00.000-06:002007-08-02T09:06:00.000-06:00steak and shake! tiny fries!and hey, don't knock ...steak and shake! tiny fries!<BR/><BR/>and hey, don't knock the wife having a bladder. as someone who's been told that i have the tiniest bladder known to man, i have to unite with her on this one.heatherfeatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473153928641991623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10221823.post-24108448678327474312007-08-02T09:03:00.000-06:002007-08-02T09:03:00.000-06:00I remember our drive from San Angelo to Houston ab...I remember our drive from San Angelo to Houston about 6 years ago. It was just me and Steve. He let me go to the restroom only when we stopped for gas.Cassiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12080913200722597938noreply@blogger.com