tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429991721363956274.post7132625398867775184..comments2023-10-07T02:37:57.220-07:00Comments on Bettie del Mar: A Visit From My BrothersBettie del Marhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666822701692228531noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429991721363956274.post-55619064742464899552012-02-09T08:54:06.020-08:002012-02-09T08:54:06.020-08:00Naw, the storm is over. We're dealing with the...Naw, the storm is over. We're dealing with the mess it left us. Keep talking up your beautiful weather. It gives us hope for the future!LittleCunningPlan.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15459050510084587089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429991721363956274.post-23624382902595418932012-02-08T13:37:16.550-08:002012-02-08T13:37:16.550-08:00We had sooo much fun. Too much, really. And I felt...We had sooo much fun. Too much, really. And I felt bad complaining about the temperature, when you guys are dealing with a snowstorm!Bettie del Marhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03666822701692228531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5429991721363956274.post-4155214690001105312012-02-07T10:11:45.273-08:002012-02-07T10:11:45.273-08:00Good times! I always wanted a brother. You guys re...Good times! I always wanted a brother. You guys remind me of my kids together. Low 50's. Huh. That's downright balmy up here. I think we need to move.LittleCunningPlan.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15459050510084587089noreply@blogger.com