September 8th

Mudda fu&ka street signs: caught on Blackberry

I’ve been there. You’ve been there. But somehow, catching it on camera, it’s a little less painful…for me, that is.

We know what the sign says…it might be telling us not to park here, but then again, maybe not. So PLUEEZE officer (s) cut the lady a break! “No can do, ma’am. We’re in a recession. Why do you think those signs are so confusing?”

 
 
September 7th

It’s Chloe the Sailor Dog

If I can’t find a mate, than at least I have a matey. Yes, I know it’s the canine type, but not a word of complaint. Not a word.

And her hair…doesn’t get one knot.

 
 
September 6th

Mother daughter talk…in reverse

So, in an effort to catch me at my own game, Bella my forever teenager (please tell me 21 is around the corner because I just don’t know HOW I am going to survive 16), figures out she is going to get me to spill the beans on my romantic life. But believe me Bella if there was one, YOU would be the first to know. This is my clever way of turning conversation back on her, and thus ensuring her virginity until she’s 35.

BELLA: …

 
 
September 3rd

Vacation weight: last day, Part 6

All good things must inevitably come to an end…even vacations. And, so of course, did mine, with a thump and a bang and the arrival of David or Danny or whatever that last hurricane’s name was because August 29th is so long ago it seems like a lifetime. But with this as my parting breakfast view, I’m really not so sad because if the weather was good, well then, I’d really have been depressed about leaving. And so I hop in the Lincoln and drive the 160 miles …

 
 
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