tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3220537162785536446.post7810337089647402256..comments2024-03-10T03:24:05.355-05:00Comments on Grandmas Goulash: You've Got My NumberGrandmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182296233823884179noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3220537162785536446.post-53935187714495966692010-01-26T13:19:54.920-06:002010-01-26T13:19:54.920-06:00I remember them.Thanks for the much needed laughs ...I remember them.<br><br>Thanks for the much needed laughs today. This post was priceless. =)Skittleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13408633498198921799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3220537162785536446.post-70028952666628578772010-01-27T01:49:01.248-06:002010-01-27T01:49:01.248-06:00As miserable as I feel I got several good chuckles...As miserable as I feel I got several good chuckles from this, thanks.Calico Crazyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02877107683027950258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3220537162785536446.post-31988344858786250392010-01-27T11:11:51.342-06:002010-01-27T11:11:51.342-06:00That's hilarious! In a sad sort of way. Ha! Ha...That's hilarious! In a sad sort of way. Ha! Ha! I don't remember party lines, but I DO remember when there was a coiled cord attached the phone to itself. I remember when the phone rang and you just answered it, because unless it was the rare wrong number, it was someone you probably WANTED to talk to. I remember when you had NO idea who was calling. Unless, of course, it was your boyfriend you called at the same time every day. I remember when you had to carry a dime with you at all times in case you HAD to make an emergency phone call while you were out. I do miss those days.Dianne - Bunny Trailshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604043807160470553noreply@blogger.com