tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post3578344120239276972..comments2024-03-11T01:49:28.653-07:00Comments on Smacksy. : On the HouseLisa Page Rosenberghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-73452472506012891512013-07-08T11:33:33.353-07:002013-07-08T11:33:33.353-07:00My great granmaw was 92 years old when she passed....My great granmaw was 92 years old when she passed. She would take the extra napkins, straws, sugar, etc from restaurants. Her favorite thing though was the small bottles of syrup from Cracker Barrell. My daughter takes these little souvenirs now...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-66542724441689092342010-04-10T11:17:01.183-07:002010-04-10T11:17:01.183-07:00I know EXACTLY how you feel... I always have troub...I know EXACTLY how you feel... I always have trouble with the freebie section. Maybe that's a black thing..."Everyone is LOOKING at you!!"<br /><br />This made me laugh though, sistah. Hee!!Grumble Girlhttp://www.grumblegirl.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-12708145084978861142010-04-09T22:19:44.764-07:002010-04-09T22:19:44.764-07:00Have you met my mother?Have you met my mother?A Musing Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12395701326660695260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-71513135384881786492010-04-09T21:54:41.800-07:002010-04-09T21:54:41.800-07:00"Do it for Gram," oh, that guy knows how..."Do it for Gram," oh, that guy knows how to play you....Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-2478378800611277892010-04-09T13:06:59.953-07:002010-04-09T13:06:59.953-07:00I am turning you in to the hotel police!
Not real...I am turning you in to the hotel police!<br /><br />Not really.Lisa @ Boondock Ramblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11430994283914399581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-39651949546627313142010-04-09T09:47:22.665-07:002010-04-09T09:47:22.665-07:00I feel funny at Trader Joes. I don't like to b...I feel funny at Trader Joes. I don't like to be on stage when I accept free nibbles. Having said that, I spent 20 minutes with a Whole Foods server handing out Samosas because we were hidden at the end of the frozen aisle. I ended up buying 2 boxes of Zesty Chicken Samosas. Those "free gifts" work. I have jams from all of my travels. Every time I open one, I go back to that spot. It's travel in my cupboard!TRAVELBUGGINhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03743621156379416482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-75840324836512128792010-04-09T08:09:39.653-07:002010-04-09T08:09:39.653-07:00I think Jeff and I are somehow related. With the l...I think Jeff and I are somehow related. With the love of dips and freebies and all. Gram is smiling down at all that Jam!<br />The only thing I love more than free jam are the tiny soaps, shampoos, conditioners, shower caps and sewing kits in hotel rooms. My friends bring me bagfuls home from their trips. It's one of my happy places.<br />Go Jeff!Karen at French Skinnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07799103168968773659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-25105338849493681702010-04-09T06:14:02.204-07:002010-04-09T06:14:02.204-07:00Growing up in the Great Depression my mother learn...Growing up in the Great Depression my mother learned to never pass up a freebie (or something that wasn't bolted down). My favorite story of one of her acquisitions is the time she came home from attending a meeting at a women's health care clinic and unloaded her purse to offer us the colorful candies she'd picked up at the receptionist's desk. Upon closer inspection she discovered she had actually taken a handful of condoms!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05190763857978409389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-29280485809325443932010-04-09T05:55:24.203-07:002010-04-09T05:55:24.203-07:00Do it for Gram - love it.
My husband would just s...Do it for Gram - love it.<br /><br />My husband would just stuff them into my purse when I'm not looking. You'd be amazed at the things I've found in there.KLZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07148991868974040605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-86246688182647457202010-04-09T03:53:49.837-07:002010-04-09T03:53:49.837-07:00Do it for Gram?!? Low blow, very low blow.
Mine u...Do it for Gram?!? Low blow, very low blow.<br /><br />Mine used to sit there at the table chatting away as she loaded up her bag with the leftover rolls, packets of whatever was on the table, and if the glass was really nice, that went in too. She rattled on her way out the door.Cherylhttp://decksidethoughts.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-4541680845298612882010-04-09T03:29:21.252-07:002010-04-09T03:29:21.252-07:00Soul sister! I am so thrilled to hear that there ...Soul sister! I am so thrilled to hear that there is another human on this rock that avoids the freebies. Though, your recent score might have made you a convert. <br /><br />They aren't all european jams you know. Sometimes its a soggy, microwaved pig in a blanket. One run through Costco and you'll come back to my side.Dee at Pedestrian Palatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13462948525190291080noreply@blogger.com