tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post5757447160388347794..comments2024-03-08T07:00:30.850-06:00Comments on Write From the Heart: My lips will not touch that thing!Linda O'Connellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-65557210468358657592012-07-31T15:12:14.225-05:002012-07-31T15:12:14.225-05:00I'll sip after certain people - those I know w...I'll sip after certain people - those I know who will not leave any floaters. Usually husband, kids or siblings.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05296300032567383021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-58458093012739426062012-07-29T10:14:27.863-05:002012-07-29T10:14:27.863-05:00I bought his excuse till he added "especially...I bought his excuse till he added "especially my sister." Love it. For me it depends on who the "others" were. And of course those floaters.Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02141883867104777688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-65576044804625985872012-07-28T15:03:08.206-05:002012-07-28T15:03:08.206-05:00My mother prohibited sharing of drinks. One time I...My mother prohibited sharing of drinks. One time I let a neighbor lick my popsicle, and I was severely punished for that infraction.<br /><br />It's not likely that I'd willingly share my drink with anyone, though my husband has grabbed my drink and had some - and I let him finish it.Kim Lehnhoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02516002280882854450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-78503875396712808942012-07-27T16:07:42.663-05:002012-07-27T16:07:42.663-05:00I am not wild about sharing my mouth...but will un...I am not wild about sharing my mouth...but will under necessary circumstances...Bookiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12043111213031211794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-13751767253056286042012-07-27T11:40:30.390-05:002012-07-27T11:40:30.390-05:00I am with you all the way Linda! I wouldn't wa...I am with you all the way Linda! I wouldn't want to use that scoop to drink after others. I suppose you could always give it a really good wipe off first, but that would look a bit 'girly', wouldn't it?!Southhamsdarlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12285980805569582676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-87837368327821602812012-07-27T08:17:03.196-05:002012-07-27T08:17:03.196-05:00This is where the tail of your shirt comes in real...This is where the tail of your shirt comes in real handy. Wipe it off. At least what's on the shirt is your dirt. =0)Susan Sundwallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17747706680849311882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-67709278230176586802012-07-27T07:37:37.144-05:002012-07-27T07:37:37.144-05:00I was part of the bucket/dipper brigade at two cou...I was part of the bucket/dipper brigade at two cousins' homes in the forties. One pump was outside the back door, but the other was in the kitchen sink. I loved them both and drank like a country kid. Doubt I would do it now.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-33461545300183134312012-07-26T22:28:31.929-05:002012-07-26T22:28:31.929-05:00I'm with you on the water scoop, Linda. No tha...I'm with you on the water scoop, Linda. No thanks. (Unless I was truly parched. Then I'd sip. ha ha ha ) SusanSusanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12358462881287190635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-3568916190721410742012-07-26T22:09:28.299-05:002012-07-26T22:09:28.299-05:00I don't really mind drinking after my husband ...I don't really mind drinking after my husband or a close friend (to "taste" something). However, there are certainly people I would not drink after.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-47730791910161114122012-07-26T21:30:32.538-05:002012-07-26T21:30:32.538-05:00Yes. Now.
I used to carry a big plastic cup fille...Yes. Now.<br /><br />I used to carry a big plastic cup filled with ice water, which I drank through a straw. Every now and then, my oldest son, a pre-schooler at the time, would ask for a sip. I flipped the straw over, and thought nothing of it. Until the day I poured out the last inch of liquid that I had not consumed. It was as brown as the Mississippi River. I suppose it was the mini candy bars his grandma liked to feed him.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-60073467099110015752012-07-26T21:23:50.066-05:002012-07-26T21:23:50.066-05:00Sharing drinks...yucky. Especially when there are ...Sharing drinks...yucky. Especially when there are floaters.<br /><br />Pat<br />Critter AlleyPat Wahlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01138619912065680084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-9150580235452693662012-07-26T20:58:46.338-05:002012-07-26T20:58:46.338-05:00I'm with you, I don't really care to eithe...I'm with you, I don't really care to either. Although my husband and I share sometimes, but I'm less likely to see backwash like I would with my grandson. :)Karen Langehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18177923284595298347noreply@blogger.com