~~amended footnote: UP is back in our lives. YAY! Strictly in a friendship role and as mentor to the HBs. We're happy nonetheless~~
This is going to be a brief posting. Mom has the guys at the beach with her this week, for which I am going to pay BIG time! After the salt water taffy incident, which resulted in them being somewhat less than hairy, it seemed like an ingenious idea to set them adrift in a bottle. It probably would have worked had Mom not had a role of address labels in her pocketbook. Just as she was ready to toss the bottle into the ocean, she heard a *tap tap tap tap* on the bottle and looked to see four hairy butt moons in there, pointing to the return address labels they had secured to their Speedos. Figuring there was no point because some "kind" soul would probably end up shipping them back to her, she uncorked the bottle and they ran back to the house to begin happy hour...at 10am...the HBs, not mom. Well, after that disappointment, she probably did need a drink!
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