December 29th, 2006
As far back as I can remember… I thought the word was “coodie”. I don’t know if I’m ready to acknowledge the “t” in cootie yet. Letting go of the “d” is going to be rough and I may choose the denial route on this one. Fist shaking in the air… Damn you Oxford American Dictionary, damn you!
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Farting around with needle & thread and then blogging about it.
Monica Solorio-Snow
Happy Zombie
Pacific Wonderland
Astoria, Oregon
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Finally…now you are comin’ around..cooties, it took…I will try to remember that!
December 29th, 2006You are not alone w/funk, I think it happens to most of us, including me. Your mom is a hoot (is that related to coot??) and I am sure you had a fab time w/them.
xoxo
Now that is funny.
December 29th, 2006Oh, we’ve had plenty of cooties in our lives. Lots of cootie spray too!
December 30th, 2006Too Funny! I do believe that “cooties” is one of my sisters favorite words…
December 31st, 2006