tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post159777822136335790..comments2023-10-17T07:37:34.297-04:00Comments on motherbumper: Henry: Portrait of an Emumotherbumperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16053978199395919666noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-44794300762551724592008-07-10T16:28:00.000-04:002008-07-10T16:28:00.000-04:00Sweet emu! Just thought I'd take the time to say t...Sweet emu! <BR/><BR/>Just thought I'd take the time to say that I've been reading your blog for a bit now, and that I really enjoy it :-) <BR/><BR/>Though now that I think on it, it's entirely possible that I've commented before, making this comment somewhat redundant.<BR/><BR/>Story of my life!xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16649638235083533810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-63070151086912944832008-07-09T02:39:00.000-04:002008-07-09T02:39:00.000-04:00Emu: Looks like crazy, tastes like chicken.Emu: Looks like crazy, tastes like chicken.Whithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14818211552756821661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-84605689461602259122008-07-09T01:39:00.000-04:002008-07-09T01:39:00.000-04:00Have you ever been to the San Diego Wild Animal Pa...Have you ever been to the San Diego Wild Animal Park? They used to have this bird show where their feathered stars would perform all sorts of cool tricks. Then there was Max the Emu. He could walk from one trainer to the other, eat a treat, and walk back to the first trainer, eat a treat, and walk to the second trainer, and so on. They explained that they'd had Max for five years and this was all they could train him to do.<BR/><BR/>As he got older, he would occasionally get lost in the ten feet between trainers.Lady Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13360693450146358247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-51480074577735341052008-07-09T00:49:00.000-04:002008-07-09T00:49:00.000-04:00I don't burn. I'm probably going to pay for that w...I don't burn. I'm probably going to pay for that when I'm older or maybe I already am and don't realize it. <BR/><BR/>Emus are much scarier when they're sticking their heads inside your car window.<BR/><BR/>I am eagerly awaiting Fall, too. Is there some God we can pray to to speed up the process?Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05810156368520745972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-57214710866856168572008-07-08T21:25:00.000-04:002008-07-08T21:25:00.000-04:00My mother used to use tanning butter. Me? I was...My mother used to use tanning butter. Me? I was a Hawaiian Tropic #2 girl, back when I used to not burn. And used to love summer. Now, not so much.Major Bedheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17669161302510096751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-74951740540339314292008-07-08T19:20:00.000-04:002008-07-08T19:20:00.000-04:00Hee! A smiley face. Classic.Hee! A smiley face. Classic.tracey.becker1@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606831315390042198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-37890243471982692732008-07-08T15:59:00.000-04:002008-07-08T15:59:00.000-04:00I remember it used to be called tanning oil and ta...I remember it used to be called tanning oil and tanning lotion. I just used it because it smelled good.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01979925607834752536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-66618455655926026752008-07-08T15:42:00.000-04:002008-07-08T15:42:00.000-04:00"Also this shaving everyday thing is really rubbin..."Also this shaving everyday thing is really rubbing me the wrong way."<BR/><BR/>That means such a different thing to you than me. I'm sorry. Classic.<BR/><BR/>And on the SPF front, now that we all use 110+, most of us now have a vitamin D deficiency. This is why we are all depressed, developing Alzheimers and fascinated by the Spears family. You can look it up.Kevin McKeeverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10673014424525900380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-58572102411699109642008-07-08T15:14:00.000-04:002008-07-08T15:14:00.000-04:00Yep, I remember the days of Coppertone SPF 2 and 4...Yep, I remember the days of Coppertone SPF 2 and 4. Like don't even bother lying in the sun if you're going to wear anything higher than that.<BR/><BR/>Emus are crazy, but cassowaries are f#$%ing mean.Julie Marshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05386446012443269817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-69012240237945137962008-07-08T14:57:00.000-04:002008-07-08T14:57:00.000-04:00I just bought SPF 45 - does that make me hardcore?...I just bought SPF 45 - does that make me hardcore??<BR/><BR/>I CAMPED a few feet away from an EMU farm while I was doing a Restoration theatre workshop in BC. I know crazy. (Of course, I knew crazy LONG before that..)Run ANChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06088821030860597465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-13166482574911742252008-07-08T14:37:00.000-04:002008-07-08T14:37:00.000-04:00hey, make room in the freezer for me. i was just s...hey, make room in the freezer for me. i was just saying to chris that outdoor summer prep isn't really the break from outdoor winter prep i was hoping for. sure, there are no boots or mitts to wrestle with, but the sunscreen, hat, more sunscreen and freaking out when not in shadow is just as tiring.karengreenershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02488069680575426742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-38593729015075787752008-07-08T13:32:00.000-04:002008-07-08T13:32:00.000-04:0085? Jezer! I need to go shopping.85? Jezer! I need to go shopping.Mayberryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342826784650208124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-80399927154487948602008-07-08T13:31:00.000-04:002008-07-08T13:31:00.000-04:00I always foolishly think my 1/118978 drop of Chero...I always foolishly think my 1/118978 drop of Cherokee blood will protect me from Sunburn, but it never ever does. I got fried on a recent trip to Hershey Park- just that one circle on your back that can never be reached, you know the one. I felt it sizzling, but by then it was far too late. <BR/><BR/>That emu? Psychotic. I think I'll have nightmares about emu serial killers now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-74603163223007873092008-07-08T12:01:00.000-04:002008-07-08T12:01:00.000-04:00Oh my goodness yes! When SPF 8 was the super-high...Oh my goodness yes! When SPF 8 was the super-high-powered stuff! And then, they got all crazy and invented something like 15.<BR/><BR/>Who would have thought that I'd be so addicted to my Helioplex 85 (EIGHTY-FIVE, my Lord).<BR/><BR/>Also, now I have the Wiggles' Emu song stuck in my head.Jezerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07342441899854569351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-38290574611253013962008-07-08T11:26:00.000-04:002008-07-08T11:26:00.000-04:00You should come on back here and we'll go to the z...You should come on back here and we'll go to the zoo to see some more crazed birds. I'll make sure you go home with more petting zoo feed in your pockets and purse.Amy Urquharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17011605158544190413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-85866431318179072322008-07-08T11:24:00.000-04:002008-07-08T11:24:00.000-04:00As a blonde (used to be), blue-eyed child, I was a...As a blonde (used to be), blue-eyed child, I was a burner. I remember at pool parties getting a nice lobster by the end of the day. Ouch. <BR/><BR/>Now, I favour the SPF 30 to 45 range. Okay, so my legs glow in the dark. That's a good thing I guess!Mandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14586323120994967027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-24983338889935235562008-07-08T11:06:00.000-04:002008-07-08T11:06:00.000-04:00I was actually thiking just the other day about ho...I was actually thiking just the other day about how sunscreen used to be spf 4 Bain de Soleil, maybe 8 if you looked hard, and then by the time I hit ten or twelve, you could go up as high as 15! Yeah. No wonder I'm all wrinkly and spotted. Given that now I wear an everyday 30 on my face, and Pumpkinpie gets 45 on her face plus a hat and 55 on her arms and legs. <BR/><BR/>Bloody hell, it's hot today, but I am holding out hope that they are right about the weather and tomorrwo should be lovely after the storm sweeps out the heat. Please? At least I'm at work with the AC today. Phew. <BR/><BR/>And you are quite right about that emu. Ca-raaaay-zee!kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-72396997415642551472008-07-08T10:17:00.000-04:002008-07-08T10:17:00.000-04:00I hate summer. A LOT.Emus ARE crazy. Totally.I hate summer. A LOT.<BR/><BR/>Emus ARE crazy. Totally.Kylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24927410.post-69771584619305333802008-07-08T10:04:00.000-04:002008-07-08T10:04:00.000-04:00I am a freak about the SPF. Mine's like SPF You're...I am a freak about the SPF. Mine's like SPF You're Not Even Going To See The Sun Today, So Chill Out Why Don't Ya. I'm ethereal, I'm so pale.<BR/><BR/>And hot. Cripes, I'm hot! 9 a.m. - 90 degrees. I don't have enough creative ideas in my head to endure the whole 'entertain the kids for hours' business that comes with oppressive heat and motherhood!for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.com