tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335860956648513974.post4808086526072680778..comments2023-06-22T02:03:00.666-07:00Comments on knittingqueen: Mike nearly cried, and then my dad...knittingqueenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06866805648398157325noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335860956648513974.post-67868430473924815962008-01-02T21:20:00.000-08:002008-01-02T21:20:00.000-08:00Near, far, wherever you are, Celine's heart will g...Near, far, wherever you are, Celine's heart will go on. Hilarious!! Next time I see your dad I'm going to tell him I had no idea he was such a huge Celine fan!Meghanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02208436103639681031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335860956648513974.post-21080114856673221972008-01-02T17:50:00.000-08:002008-01-02T17:50:00.000-08:00Ha ha! My parents saw Celine in Vegas and Can. No...Ha ha! My parents saw Celine in Vegas and Can. Not. Stop. Talking. About. It. I told him I thought he had "6 degrees to Kevin Bacon", but with Celine Dion, and it only takes him about 2 degrees to get the conversation back to her. MOstly he doensn't even bother to segue and says, "Boy that Celine Dion show was great - did we tell you about it? You would have loved it". Yes Dad, you did. Many times. And, I really really doubt I would have loved it.<BR/><BR/>Maybe for next Christmas you could get your mom a sound system for her ENTIRE HOUSE and stack 5 Celine Dion CDs in the player so it's all you hear ALL THE TIME. It seems to work for my parents. <BR/><BR/>Dad keeps coming in and asking why I turned the music down (or off). Hmmm, I wonder.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com