I must say I'm so intimidated! Christy can blog like no other! RATS! (Inferiority complex developing....) Sarah's blog is bought-with-a-price.blogspot.com, and the link is there for Christy's. I'll set up links on mine soon, when I make time, probably when Ian and Sarah get here tomorrow night. Seventeen days of baby grands! Whee!
I'm thinking I need to start another blog in addition to this one. This one is rapidly becoming the "Wanna see pics of my baby grands?" blog! HELP ME. I can't stop myself!
Abuelo's was great, in spite of the disappearing papas (not the "pope," and not fathers!). Their usually-outstanding papas (potatoes, for cc) were more like papa crepes, the size of a small coaster and considerably thinner (I was gonna say pancakes, but that would've made the layer too thick). New cook, I guess. (Maybe "papa soup" spilled on the corner of the plate?) (Circles don't have corners, though maybe ovals kinda do....)
And I meant this to be a serious, heavy blog. How I've strayed! As far as Target and Lie Down, at least we weren't far from the pillow section, where I was eyeing one that Christy liked that I was gonna bring her to use in her distress. Besides the side effect of swollen everthing-from-the-shoulders-up, she got a blue tongue. Where's WebMD when you need it?
For "for you, onny 4 dollas" I got a lovely fan with a pic of me and Christy (don't tell Sarah) to use in church, where the ladies will fight being jealous of me. I just want to say, When Greg throws out the trash, he throws out the trash, and everything else in the trunk. Hence the fate of the poor fan, which Christy courageously rescued. Her only comfort was that it was early in the morning, so she could skip the noxious fumes emitting from a ripe 120+ degree dumpster. Brave soul.
I'm ready for Mikayla to return (mistype--the DODSONS) . Christy and I are bonding waaaayyy too much, and, next thing you know, she'll be in our foster care! Getting paid to take care of Christy--now THAT'S an idea....
Enough nonsense for now. Our dear Shamburgers are back (yay!), along with our "oldest" friends, the Horners. Missed by all. Looking forward to slides and stories from India.
Love to all. Leave a comment sometime....
Friday, July 07, 2006
The Blog Queen
Posted by Emmie, aka Vivian at Friday, July 07, 2006
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I bet you meant to say the Dodsons- ha! I know you better than that:) Pwe, you do a great job blogging. What's wrong with showing grandbabies? You only get one go of it, so blog away; I enjoy reading what you write- always have! Off to eat some Dominoe's (sp??) delivery pizza, pizza. No wait, that's the other pizza place. Love you!
Hey just to let you kno I enjoy your blog as well so keep on doing what ur doing. (:)
I LOVED that. Just what I needed in this very complex time of pain, confusion, and sleep deprivation. Ah yes... WHAT WAS I THINKING? (Write that on my tomb stone!) (I'll write SHE DIED FROM SUCH A MAN on yours.) :) See you at 5:30!!!! I'll try not to take a nap on the couch...
Oh, and I actually LOLed when I read about you eyeing the pillow for me.. and the blue tongue!! Good times.
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