tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455014802286205738.post3981855157212300356..comments2023-06-14T10:53:40.076-05:00Comments on Bogue and Weejer: Boo, The Weekend's OvahRuthiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14167972396461272775noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455014802286205738.post-55466814026066117272011-06-20T13:10:51.399-05:002011-06-20T13:10:51.399-05:00Your blog is looking really good. I coded a webpag...Your blog is looking really good. I coded a webpage in college too. Nuff said.<br /><br />I have a true (and embarrassing) story about spying on neighbors. While we were building our current house, we lived with my husband's parents for 6 months. One day, my father-in-law was looking out the kitchen window, and he was all like "that is not her husband!". And so being nosy I was like "who's not whose husband?". Anyway, the neighbor across the street was cheating on her poor husband (who just so happened to be my high school health teacher). It was sickening, but we all got to the point where we were watching like a bad soap opera. At one point we were like "should we tell him?" But that would've been really weird and we hardly knew the guy. Anyway, he figured it out. I'm not sure why I admitted that as it is 1. pathetic and 2. a little psycho that I watched the whole thing.Life and Times . . .https://www.blogger.com/profile/16831765275767754572noreply@blogger.com