Monday, December 2, 2013

12/2/13

As she grew up (and out!), Dottie Mae found it much harder to play hide and go seek in the family backyard as once-effective hiding places eventually ceased being so...
And with the afternoon hastily beginning to dwindle, Clem lined up all the finalists for the Miss Inner Thigh Contest, held biweekly at his family's river camp.
As sisters Eudora and Kathy Kankel headed out on the plank for their annual Polar Bear Dive and Pot Luck Bruncheon, they wondered how much longer their constitutions were going to be able to endure this type of shock.
Betsy's mom often wondered why her baby was so content and easily entertained in her wind-up swing.  That's because she couldn't see all the friendly ghosts like Betsy could!
With company due any second now, Hagatha really didn't have time to pose for a photo.  She still had to get the goulash into the serving tureen and make all of the mantle knick-knacks equidistant from one another!
After hastily hopping onto this porch pillar, Arletta suddenly discovered where it was she'd left that half-drunken bottle of 7-Up.

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