If you drive your pick up truck into the surf and get stuck there while the tide’s coming in, you just might be a redneck.
Blackened yellow tuna with strawberries & goat cheese sandwich. (and black pepper fries)
Your lunch is invalid.
NOLAGrrlNYC: I wonder what this trip will inspire -
Heading to the Outer Banks tomorrow. Weather forecast keeps filling up with scattered stuff but who knows. And frankly who cares. I’m not a beach bunny. Water temps are way too low at this point for much splashing about. But I get to share a new locale with the romantical one.
There’s…
Squee.
…a deep, hearty yet impassive masculine squee, of course.
I think I’m starting to feel like my mom did when she lamented, I think it was back when Elvis died, that all the celebs she grew up with were passing away, and it made her feel old. :-P
Just walk away… you can do it…
Just. Walk. Away.
I hate biting into a mealy apple!
My bloomin’ rhododendron are bloomin’!
…I answer the phone with all the exuberance and excitement a dog shows when you come home at the end of the day.
That sounds about right to me. :)
…if people criticized the opinions, beliefs and practices of others less often and, when they feel compelled to do so, do it with tact and tolerance, and only after first doing an honest and thorough reassessment of their own opinions, beliefs and practices.
…but I won’t be impressed until I see them do it while drinking a glass of water.
This is an excerpt from a conversation I had with my mom while driving back from her doctor visit. Slightly altered for comic effect, but not as much as I wish it was.
Me: Wow, a lot of houses for sale around here.
Mom: I know. Obama really ruined the housing market.
Me: That’s not fair, ma. It crashed before he took office.
Mom: He made it worse.
Me: Okay, well… at least that’s a little closer to being fair, I guess.
Mom: I hate that [expletive]. He’s ruining this country. We’re all turning socialist.
Me: …
Mom: …
Me: So! Great news about DJ, huh? [my nephew, her grandson, in the Marines]
Mom: What do you mean?
Me: That he graduated as an Air Traffic Controller. It was dicey there for a while.
Mom: Oh, yeah. I sure hope he’s not gay.
Me: What??? Where the hell did that come from?
Mom: He never talks about any girls.
Me: He’s been dressed like a tree and matching in circles for the last year. When did he have time? Besides, he’s told me about girls. It’s not something he’d tell his grandmother about. Don’t worry, he’s not gay.
Mom: Good. Now that the president likes gays, they can get married now.
Me: Actually, they can’t in most sta… never mind.
Mom: Well, I’m glad to hear that DJ’s not gay. I don’t think I could handle it.
Me: Just be glad he graduated. Now we don’t have to worry about him being sent to Afghanistan as a bullet-catcher now.
Mom: Good, cuz it’s getting really bad there. Obama’s lost the war for us. I heard on the news that the communists are taking over again up in the north.
Me: Communists? I think you mean Taliban. You’re thinking of Vietnam.
Mom: No, Clinton lost that one.
GPOYW - Garden Edition
Flower 3
…with bonus butterfly
Flower 2
Flower 1
Twisted