Barbie dolls are at the top of my list. Grandgirls grow older just waiting for the adult to cut, hack, torch throught all the plastic, wires, etc.
I've looked all around my part of Georgia and all I see are the mountains, pine trees and Big Foot. Am I missing something? Must be all those folks sneaking across the borders from Alabama and Tennessee.
Not to worry, dear Buggs. Paulie has assured me there will be no mud-slinging or name-calling against you. He mentioned that while he was in my area taking care of business with Big Foot.
Lynell is in Choo-Choo Town!! That's just next door to me. I'm glad she is safe. See personal note in your message box.
Report in!! I don't like CVA's in young people. I don't like CVA's period.
I was so busy decorating the oval office I missed the speech. Sorry. Do you like the plaid curtains and green fuzzy carpet? I think it gives the office class.
Exactly like Hubby's. Except his is still in the box after six months. I will probably be the one to get it out and start cutting stuff.
As a member of the "Broken Ankle" club...twice...may I offer condolences. I've got a pin and screw in each ankle due to soft ball and a trampoline. When you do stuff like this as an adult, you get very little sympathy! Hope your mending time is rapid!
I thought it was between you and Cindy. I had my referee outfit cleaned and ready for action.
Consider a "Stoggie" lit and passed on through my wonderful state!
Sounds like too much trouble. Besides, I think wrinkles give sheets character. NO, wait...that is the face, not sheets. Nevermind.
Holy Moley! How much to fill 'er up at the pump? We'll have to sell a lot of hot dogs and snow cones to buy gas for that baby. Plus, we need a good paint job!
Heh, you ARE the older bro, ya know!! Paulie has been lurking around our parts looking for Big Foot. He has "business" with him.
Oh you are a missionary! Never hearing Ray Charles sing is the saddest thing. You should send her a copy of him singing "Georgia On My Mind". You know Georgia adopted his rendition as the "state" song. Oh my, my, my. Smoother than moonlight through the pines.