August 23, 2009 · 5:57 am
AILI, YOU GOT PIZZA SPOTS ALL OVER YOUR PANTS. WE'LL HAVE TO SHOUT THEM OUT.
- WHAT DO THEY KNOW THAT WE DON’T?
A NICE THREESOME
THEY HAVE SOMETHING UP THEIR SLEEVES
We scream for ice cream! Graeter’s Ice Cream
HE MUST HAVE FORGIVEN HER FOR SPANKING HIM
THE DOUGH MAKERS MUST BE AT LUNCHJO'S WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO THROW SOMETHING INTO THE AIR
WISH I KNEW THE SECRET
- THERE WERE MORE OF US, BUT WE DON’T ALL FIT AFTER ICE CREAM
I’ll miss you, Cincinnati, O-Hi-O.
August 22, 2009 · 10:13 am
TORRANCE LEE AND GEORGIA LOU SHAW--GOOD BUDDIES
- CLAY AND EMILY IN THE KITCHEN–CUTE COUPLE
WATCH HER--SHE MAY BE YOUR GREAT-GRANDMOTHER, BUT SHE CHEATS
SOLITAIRE CAN BE HARD SOMETIMES
COME ON IN, IT'S SUPPER TIME, WE'RE FAMILY
IT'S GREAT TO BE COUSINS!
HOW'D YOU BLOW THE TOP OFF?
- SHE PLAYS JACKS TOO?
- SHE LOST AT SOLITAIRE
G’nite folks. May you have good friends and good cousins and good food!
August 14, 2009 · 9:57 am
Greetings. I’m glad to be back. I was locked out for a few days.
Enjoy with me the Ohio countryside enhanced by the TLC of Jo and Harvey Bond.
Fair are the meadows, Fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring.
Jesus is faires, Jesus is purer,
who makes the woeful heart to sing.
Fairest Lord Jesus (Anonymous German Hymn)
A DECK OF CARDS
TREEHOUSE IN THE PARK
REST FROM YOUR LABOR
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August 11, 2009 · 8:59 am
I’m not sure what Abe made. It’s some sort of a contraption that shoots all the way from Ohio to the Mississippi River. Well, not quite, but it’s pretty powerful.
I don’t know how he ever has time to play dominos with Lita or play on the playground
Or love his Lita….
But he seems to be able to do it all.
He even has time to read Ebenezer and Ninety-Eight Friends.