My mom threw me a little party for my birthday tonight. She made apple crisp, her friend Marilee made a cake, and mom and her other friend Shirley each bought a frozen pizza to be cooked at the VFW. Mom also brought a jar of her homemade pickles. It was a really nice party. This is my third birthday in a row without Bob. Maybe next year.
When I got back to the lakehouse today, I noticed the doors to every room were closed and the drains on the sinks were all closed and the sinks filled with water. Hmmmm...I called mom. She had come to my house to check on things while I was away and heard a noise that she thought was probably a bat. So, she filled the sinks with water so that it would drown itself. Then she called my neighbors, Jerry and Shirley, and left them a message asking them to get in the house and kill the bat. Jerry came over and figured out that the smoke detector needed batteries and was making noises. Whew, no bat.
I couldn't talk to mom tonight about Cleo the cow because her friends would make fun of us. I got her alone for a bit and told her about what had happened and she felt like the Tennessee option sounded great because the person was originally from Wisconsin. We'll have to talk more soon. Mom's first response was that we needed to call off the slaughter immediately.
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Sorry no comments tonight, too busy answering the responses from Craigslist.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Hope next year you guys are together for it! (Durn Army)At least Cleo is here to celebrate it!
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