Yes, I know, it has been almost 3 months since my last post. Well, for awhile I didn't have a computer, then for some reason I got really busy..hm...more on that with the next post. MEANWHILE....I have some important unfinished bizzzzzness. It is time for a post on...*drumroll please*.... My big sister CHARIS!!!! Ta-da!

One morning Mom was passing out our daily Flintstones vitamins and she also handed me Charis' to go give to her. Thing was, Charis got Dino and I only got Pebbles. If Charis was getting Dino, then surely it was bound to be better than my Pebbles, and that's just not fair. Only thing left to do? Taste them both and see which was better. Fortunately for Charis, I recalled that the resident Mother-force might not be very happy with me if I ate them both, so after the taste test, I reluctantly went and handed Dino over to Charis.
"EEeeeewwww! It's all WET!! Mommmmm!"
Uh-oh, it looked like the Mother-force was going to get involved anyway. When confronted with my deed and an explanation demanded of me, I tried to get them to see the positive here. I mean, it's not like I ate it or anything.
"Ummmm, well,.... I only tasted it!"
Sometimes Mother-forces do things that are strange and unexplainable. In this case, our Mother...laughed. Why? Well, I think only a Mother would know, but I will say it was much to my relief. No one can get in too much trouble when the sentencer is smirking and smiling, right?
4 Comments:
blog post = precious
but my math major is screaming at me to help you...i can only control it to a certain extent..so let me help you: you and charis are 22 months apart.
also, is phil a new "edition" or "addition"...i kind of like your version.."edition". :)
Like "Guitar Hero and Phil"? Wow! Talk about honorable mention...I don't think "The Queen and Phil" could top that one. But I have to say, I owe it all to Mr. Scott M for opening my eyes to the wonder of plastic-guitar-goodness.
haha, since when did i ever say i could do math?! nice catch mirm anne! ;)
WHOA NOW, Wait a minute! There's still more to be said. Cindy, according to the second picture, your hands have become very masculine-looking; must be all that "hands on" experience you have as a nurse. I too have learned that as time goes on, a person's "Best Day of My Life" changes. Scott knows what I'm talkin' bout! To my utter chagrin, he just had to change his mind about his "Best Day..." and ask you to marry him. But I'll always hold on to the fact that I was his FIRST "Best Day...." I'd also like to point out that....you've just been PWNED (owned/"poned") LIKE A NEWB! Ouch!
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