tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post5975686189939016486..comments2024-03-20T02:20:10.982-07:00Comments on Zoomie Station: A Good EggZoomiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16474153316588551039noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post-6181788889989375402017-06-19T19:58:07.786-07:002017-06-19T19:58:07.786-07:00What a great story!!What a great story!!Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13744134942239760970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post-69893377664211021322016-06-19T10:05:14.200-07:002016-06-19T10:05:14.200-07:00How wonderful to have such a lovely father. How wonderful to have such a lovely father. Nancy Ewarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12116290968007398337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post-1903763655316756712011-06-20T06:19:49.455-07:002011-06-20T06:19:49.455-07:00Kinda, thanks. Loved your tormented teen story. Am...Kinda, thanks. Loved your tormented teen story. Amazing what a little growing up will do for one's attitude!<br /><br />Cookiecrumb, thanks. It's a happy memory.<br /><br />Kitt, thank you. What a nice thing to say!Zoomiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16474153316588551039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post-42766108402733136262011-06-19T19:13:27.751-07:002011-06-19T19:13:27.751-07:00Man, you're on a roll. Brava.Man, you're on a roll. Brava.Kitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16673726727402668186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post-40673116262783013972011-06-19T14:10:08.900-07:002011-06-19T14:10:08.900-07:00Oh, your dad! Happy father's day. Loved the eg...Oh, your dad! Happy father's day. Loved the egg anecdote.cookiecrumbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00741894180391507513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732224038883472327.post-84051493097100386712011-06-19T08:15:09.860-07:002011-06-19T08:15:09.860-07:00Aw, this actually almost made me cry. It's so...Aw, this actually almost made me cry. It's so sweet. <br /><br />My morning routine was different with my dad. Every morning he'd make eggs and every morning he'd ask me if I wanted some and every morning I'd respond, frustrated, that I hated eggs and of course I didn't want any! Tormented teen and all. I didn't like eggs till I was an adult and now I'd happily eat a fried egg with some veggies as breakfast, lunch and dinner (if my family would let me get away with it!)Kinda Like a Chefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17926496185432074616noreply@blogger.com