Whatever the high bid is, add $1 and those quilts are mine! Does Baxter deliver them personally??? That would be an added attraction!
My idea of "roughing it" is having to call for extra towels and carrying my own ice bucket. There is just something about a cabin in the mountains though that brings me peace. Wish I had been with ya!
OK, OK, OK...I give up! I laughed so hard tears squirted from my eyes. I snorted (qutie un-lady like) and hooted! My imagination went wild and I could picture the whole sordid scene. Thanks for a much needed old fashioned 'belly laugh'!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...you just make my day!
RX: get to feeling better STAT! Don't make me come up there with stethascope in one hand and a B12 shot in the other. I'm armed with a needle and know how to use it!
How honored to be loved by a pet.
My Hubby. 31 years ago he was diagnosed with a rare cancer and given a six month sentence. Hmmm. Seems the doctors forgot who was the Great Physician. I guess 31 years of being cancer-free means a cure! He is my best friend, my confidant and I'm so proud of him. He is my shelter in a storm. He still takes my breath away after all these years.
I done paster yer pickture all over them Smoky Mountains. Yep, I spent the past five days with staple gun in one hand, posters in the other and Hubby racing along beside me with the ladder. I think you got the HillBilly vote purty much tied up in a burlap bag.
I'll be looking for you on the platform. After all, you will be there representing our own Buggs won't you????
Hmmm. I've always like a man with a beard! I see a little Sean Connery resemblence there...And the hat...that's a wonderful touch. What a wonderful pair you are!
Awfully young for A-Fib. Prayers headed upward!
I thought I was tired from the ride home, but hell's bells...hand me those red ruby slippers and let's dance!!
Paula Dean...every man's dream! Come on, let's trot down to Savannah and have a lunch at her place! My treat. There is a Krispy Kream store 5.9 miles from my house. In my dreams I lie on the table and let those wonderfully sinful pastries drop directly from the sugar coating fountain into my mouth. Gotta go...headed there now. Thanks for the push.
Ahhh yes, the Biltmore Estates. Patterned after our own humble estate, it was! Yessss, that's the ticket...my house and the Biltmore, can't tell them apart. It is truly a lovely place, specially at Christmas!
I'll keep an eye out for a good report on your eye! Need me? Know where to find me!