Archive for June, 2007
Good Morning Fellow BoneCollectors,
I am back from my trip to parts southward and I had a pure ball! Not only was it fun but it was fruitful as well. I ended up waiting until Saturday morning to head out due to a nagging headache that was threatening to become a migraine on Friday night. The Great Prophetess Helen was disappointed but I think she might have forgiven me by now…maybe.
Anyway, she and I set out to find a cemetery late Saturday afternoon and we actually were able to go right to it. How cool is that? It was just too hot to snap shots of every stone there but I think I probably managed to get about a third of it done or almost a third anyway. Wondering where we were? We were at St. Mary’s Grove Free Will Baptist Church Cemetery in Johnston County, NC and what a find it was! I think you will all be pleased at what we found there. I’ll get to work on it as soon as I can.
After we left the cemetery, we went over to Stephenson’s Barbecue and had a bite to eat. Okay, that’s not quite the truth. We had A LOT to eat and it was some kind of good. Oh my! If you have never had the pleasure, you need to make the time to sit down and stay a while. You will not be disappointed.
When we had had our fill, we helped each other up from the table and headed out to the truck and decided to drive over to see Aunt Re. Her children and grandchildren had been at her house earlier in the day and had done a massive spring-cleaning. The place smelled so clean that I told her it made me think of those Pine-Sol commercials where the people say “Whoo, that smells clean”. I think she got a kick out of that.
Hold onto your pocket puppies. Paris Hilton has been cut loose. A news conference should be held in about an hour to explain the circumstances.
Poor baby. I guess she just couldn’t take life in the real big house.
What sort of idiot does it take to lunge at the Pope? Apparently this one…
It is an eerie reminder of that fateful day more than 25 years ago when another idiot, ironically in the very same Square, shot Pope John Paul II and very nearly killed him. You know you have extremely serious problems when you try to take out the Pope. Geez.
Imagine the look of shock and surprise…
…when I turned from my desk and saw Queen Sophie stretched out ever so regally on my BRAND NEW SOFA! I went berserk! BERSERK, do you hear me? Sophie had a stroke. Mollie took off for parts unknown and Libby hid under the desk.
Once I finished vacuuming every semblance of The Queen’s hairs from my treasure, I put the vacuum cleaner (a.k.a. monster) away and melted at Sophie’s efforts to humbly beg my forgiveness. What a pushover I am. She’s still my Baby…even though they do all think I went temporarily insane for a moment there…