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	<title>Comments on: it just keeps getting better</title>
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		<title>By: Carrie</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/it-just-keeps-getting-better/#comment-18097</link>
		<dc:creator>Carrie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 00:50:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Gah!  I would have died!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I&#039;ll agree that you probably made his day. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gah!  I would have died!  </p>
<p>But I&#8217;ll agree that you probably made his day. <img src='http://thisfish.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: T in NH</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/it-just-keeps-getting-better/#comment-18096</link>
		<dc:creator>T in NH</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 00:05:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;A friend of mine accidentally flashed me a few years ago when I was leaving her house after lunch.  She&#039;d just finished nursing her daughter, had just set her down in the bassinette &amp; stood up to wave to me from the big front window in her house as I pulled out of the driveway.  There it was, boob, nipple &amp; all, big as day.  Of course, I did what any friend would do... as soon as I got back to work, I HAD to call her &amp; tell her, while I was peeing my pants laughing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her response... &quot;hmm, I guess that explains why the mailman is always so happy to see me!&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got to love random nudity...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A friend of mine accidentally flashed me a few years ago when I was leaving her house after lunch.  She&#8217;d just finished nursing her daughter, had just set her down in the bassinette &#038; stood up to wave to me from the big front window in her house as I pulled out of the driveway.  There it was, boob, nipple &#038; all, big as day.  Of course, I did what any friend would do&#8230; as soon as I got back to work, I HAD to call her &#038; tell her, while I was peeing my pants laughing.</p>
<p>Her response&#8230; &#8220;hmm, I guess that explains why the mailman is always so happy to see me!&#8221;</p>
<p>Got to love random nudity&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Jen</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/it-just-keeps-getting-better/#comment-18095</link>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 23:17:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Ha!  That is so funny.  The townhome directly behind me (which has a sliding glass door facing mine in the living room) had been vacant for a while, so I didn&#039;t worry too much about keeping my blinds closed.  One Saturday morning recently, I came out of the shower to realize my clothes were still in the dryer, which required a trip to through the living room.  Of course I didn&#039;t bother to put anything on.  When I hit the living room, I was suddenly eye-to-eye with my new neighbor, moving in that very morning.  I did the only thing I could think to do: I smiled and waved (and tried to pretend I wasn&#039;t naked as I walked away).  Just my own little way of saying, &quot;Welcome to the neighborhood.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha!  That is so funny.  The townhome directly behind me (which has a sliding glass door facing mine in the living room) had been vacant for a while, so I didn&#8217;t worry too much about keeping my blinds closed.  One Saturday morning recently, I came out of the shower to realize my clothes were still in the dryer, which required a trip to through the living room.  Of course I didn&#8217;t bother to put anything on.  When I hit the living room, I was suddenly eye-to-eye with my new neighbor, moving in that very morning.  I did the only thing I could think to do: I smiled and waved (and tried to pretend I wasn&#8217;t naked as I walked away).  Just my own little way of saying, &#8220;Welcome to the neighborhood.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Erin</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/it-just-keeps-getting-better/#comment-18094</link>
		<dc:creator>Erin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 09:06:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Working from home is definitely a two-headed monster.  I love those days that I sit around all day in my PJ&#039;s drinking coffee and typing on my computer but I despise those days when my baby is sobbing and dinner is burning and I have a deadline in three minutes that I&#039;m hours from finishing.  But, I wouldn&#039;t trade it for the world... I can&#039;t imagine dragging myself out of bed and into presentable clothing and into an office everyday when my couch makes a perfect deskchair and my dog keeps me company during my breaks.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Working from home is definitely a two-headed monster.  I love those days that I sit around all day in my PJ&#8217;s drinking coffee and typing on my computer but I despise those days when my baby is sobbing and dinner is burning and I have a deadline in three minutes that I&#8217;m hours from finishing.  But, I wouldn&#8217;t trade it for the world&#8230; I can&#8217;t imagine dragging myself out of bed and into presentable clothing and into an office everyday when my couch makes a perfect deskchair and my dog keeps me company during my breaks.</p>
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		<title>By: john</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/it-just-keeps-getting-better/#comment-18093</link>
		<dc:creator>john</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 00:09:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Ha ha ha!  That reminded me of a bright Saturday morning last summer when we were practically nude sleeping in on the bed when the window cleaners descented.  The horizontal blinds were half shut pointing upwards so the folks in the next building lower can&#039;t see us.  But with a couple guys right at the window?  Maybe the girl made their day, but I doubt I made their&#039;s!  ;-)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha ha ha!  That reminded me of a bright Saturday morning last summer when we were practically nude sleeping in on the bed when the window cleaners descented.  The horizontal blinds were half shut pointing upwards so the folks in the next building lower can&#8217;t see us.  But with a couple guys right at the window?  Maybe the girl made their day, but I doubt I made their&#8217;s!  <img src='http://thisfish.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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