We'll whisper, then...I can hear you!!!
Yep, that's what we're going to call it!Oh, fiction?
No problem, then.
Only you and I will know the truth, fair Gail!
We'll whisper, then...I can hear you!!!
Yep, that's what we're going to call it!Oh, fiction?
No problem, then.
I can hear you!!!
y'all
Well, if it rains, you'll need an umbra ella.
My plans to watch our chickens roost and wait for the roosters to crow fell apart yesterday. We were just far enough from 100% it didn't become dark. Dusk wasn't enough to send them to bed.However, we survived the sunup, sundown, sunup yesterday morning just fine.
Oh, quit your braggin'!
So . . . southern Africa, right?
Groan. However, we survived the sunup, sundown, sunup yesterday morning just fine. We're saving our special viewing glasses for the next eclipse over Oregon in 2045. Kay will only be 99, and I . . . would've been . . . 104.
Sorry. No bragging intended.
And yes. Waaayyy down south from y'all.
Hang on, according to CNN there will be another eclipse visible from Texas in 1919. I reckon you'll make it.
*crawls under the bed with crayons, a Halloween coloring book, and fig newton ice cream*
Watch it Gail - the rumors they be spreadin'
Watch it Gail - the rumors they be spreadin'
Rumors?Pffffft.
*Where's Synonym when we need her?*...In the same vein as 'those who can't do, teach' - those who don't get any, can't stop talking about it.
*Where's Synonym when we need her?*
*scoops bowls of ice cream for Lavern and Gail under the bed*
*Where's Synonym when we need her?*
Rumors?
Pfffft.
In the same vein as 'those who can't do, teach' - those who don't get any, can't stop talking about it.
I wasn't under the bed but I could be if it means getting some of that ice-ream!
Owww! Psst - Gail, you dropped something. Kicks a 'C' up to Gail but it gets caught in the rafters.
Good one!
Dear Lord, I'll have been married forty years in ten months and seven days. Using some well-known and even famous words: "At this point, what difference does it make?"