tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post7746939279183077742..comments2023-10-30T04:20:54.268-07:00Comments on El Superblog Fantastico de Erica: Exercise your femininity...that's what every girl should know!!Ericahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13498117616977196520noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-66935612159264106802008-03-31T12:12:00.000-07:002008-03-31T12:12:00.000-07:00Oh phew. Then my charade is over. I'll link you ...Oh phew. Then my charade is over. I'll link you up to my blog now that it's out in the open. Thanks for freeing me from my secret blogging prisoon. :)Tamarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08104063384620471685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-66800343820912688762008-03-29T18:51:00.000-07:002008-03-29T18:51:00.000-07:00Don't worry Tamara...I already totally stalked my ...Don't worry Tamara...I already totally stalked my way onto your blog too. <BR/><BR/>Also.....any day where I feel like it's all coming together I usually end up seeing photographic evidence later that it was SOOOO not.Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13498117616977196520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-32628539617036969322008-03-28T11:52:00.000-07:002008-03-28T11:52:00.000-07:00Oh, I just thought of another one.I love the feeli...Oh, I just thought of another one.<BR/><BR/>I love the feeling of putting on my favorite outfit on a day when I can actually find that accessory that I bought to complete the outfit, when my hair magically falls perfectly into place and I somehow managed to get my make up JUST how I wanted it...and more than that, I love the feeling of prancing myself out of the house that day feeling like the world is my oyster...Guys will NEVER know how magic that feels!Tamarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08104063384620471685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-14672913223013548642008-03-28T11:49:00.000-07:002008-03-28T11:49:00.000-07:00Well, you didn't ask me and I'm not technically in...Well, you didn't ask me and I'm not technically invited to your blog but, what the heck, I stalked my way on to Rhia and Sam's blog and I can't resist this post.<BR/><BR/>Things I love about being a girl:<BR/><BR/>1. Being a sister and having sisters. I love my brothers but there is nothing in the world like the bond between sisters. Nothing.<BR/><BR/>2. That it's totally ok to call my mom multiple times a day and for her to reciprocate. What man on earth can say it's ok for him to have a phone semi permanently attached to his ear with his mom on the other end?<BR/><BR/>3. That I don't have to watch action movies. <BR/><BR/>4. That I get extra points for knowing the rules of any sport. Why this is, I'm not sure, but I'll take the points where I can get them.<BR/><BR/>5. That it is both socially acceptable and even encouraged for me to relieve stress by getting manicures and pedicures.<BR/><BR/>Long live the pink team! I love being a girl!Tamarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08104063384620471685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-1735165635092680082008-03-26T19:17:00.000-07:002008-03-26T19:17:00.000-07:00I love many of the things you just described (oh, ...I love many of the things you just described (oh, heavenly painted toesies), but I also like to giggle -- because, face it, a guy giggling is a little weird. And I love that women have a bond that is unique, especially within families (I LOVE hanging out with my almost-18-year-old niece, and thankfully, I'm not uncool yet). ^_^Gabbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03450353611177198529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-34353923757432362802008-03-25T19:58:00.000-07:002008-03-25T19:58:00.000-07:00I like the fact that I have been good friends with...I like the fact that I have been good friends with all of my roommates. If you ever ask a guy where his roommate is, he has no clue, nor does he care.<BR/>I like the word beautiful...and I like it when men use it to describe women.<BR/>I like my fingernails. I used to paint them all the time but I don't anymore. They were also my only defense against three older brothers growing up.<BR/>I like being a "daddy's girl". No, my dad didn't spoil me and buy me everything under the sun, but all the same, I'm his girl.Rhia Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11081976256460349629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-48463154259741962992008-03-25T11:39:00.000-07:002008-03-25T11:39:00.000-07:00It's suppose to be "touchy" not "touching" on #3. ...It's suppose to be "touchy" not "touching" on #3. Oops!Alisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515488113882823316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-39706802025829916182008-03-24T21:20:00.000-07:002008-03-24T21:20:00.000-07:00Hum . . . These are mine:1. Shoes--heels in parti...Hum . . . These are mine:<BR/><BR/>1. Shoes--heels in particular. They are a "feet" (eh, get it, eh?) of engineering.<BR/><BR/>2. Dresses. Nothing makes me feel more like a woman. sigh.<BR/><BR/>3. Being able to hug my friends without anyone thinking it's weird, oh!, and being "touching" (when I'm really comfortable with you, and I know you're ok with me invading your personal space, I'll smack you around). :)<BR/><BR/>4. People think it's normal, nay, a characteristic of women, to love chocolate, and I am totally fine with that stereotype.<BR/><BR/>5. Having a good cry and no one tells me I should stop crying and "be a man." That would suck to hear as a guy, in my opinion anyway.<BR/><BR/>There are probably more, but I can't think of them right now. :)Alisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515488113882823316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7352682918429797911.post-66288032620466553962008-03-24T21:08:00.000-07:002008-03-24T21:08:00.000-07:00the only words I understood in this whole post wer...the only words I understood in this whole post were "new car smell". Everything else might as well have been in greek. :)WhiteEyebrowshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01690985234217264274noreply@blogger.com