Pics to come, folks

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Balderdash = pooflapper, The Monkees, a flower, Professional Arm Wavers of Ringtossers, Ima Hogg.

Rockband = No sleep for Ma and Pa, Michael the Rocker, guitar showdowns, Eye of the Tiger.

Rollerskating from 9 to 10 pm on a Saturday night in a small town = the place to ourselves.

Roasting marshmellows in the house= doing so over a gas stove.

Corrine's baptism = double dipping, nerves, multiple trips to the bathroom with a nervous stomach, and a whole lot of emotions.

The Smith River = a Michael "shortcut", curvey roads, Tim TalkALot, peppermint and mango gum (chewed simultaneously, yet separately in the same mouth), hoagie sandwiches eaten off the tailgate, a dip in the icy water, and Daisy the rock diving dog.

Butterfly pavillion = twist ice cream cones, pretty flowers, froggies, and iPods?

Cell phones???

Salsa. Mmmmmm.

The whole fam (minus one plus one and attachments; ie, Scott and Korin and Mandy's gang- we missed you more than words) = SO MUCH FUN.

Come back soon?

Comments

Penny said…
We are a Happy Family! Oh my goodness, I am still laughing and my sides still hurt! I am still getting over the lost sleep. Thanks so much to you and Mr. B for the great food, hospitality, wet kisses and great fun! Don't forget to include the numerous dirty dishes and the great cookouts! Love you sooooo much! ~Mom
May 28, 2009 at 8:33 AM
Danielle said…
I am sooo intrigued...pictures please Temily.
May 28, 2009 at 12:08 PM
Unknown said…
ERMA: I bet your mother is still on cloud 999999999999999. So wonderful but PHEW.... when they are all gone, the let down is....ummm really bad!!!!!but good!
hugs.....
May 28, 2009 at 2:58 PM
Mandy said…
YES I will come back!!! Pooflapper....... Just the thought makes me laugh. THANKYOU!!! for everything. We did have good food, fun, fun, fun, and really no sleep but plenty of fun.
May 28, 2009 at 10:04 PM
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