Sunday, September 28, 2008
The "Master" Bait Shop!

This posting is a tribute to a lost American icon. These signs were recently removed from the building. As a child, over 20 years ago, even before I understood my parents snickers, we drove by this bait shop regularly. Yes, this is the most tacky, redneck name anyone could possibly think of for a bait shop, but you can't find better hillbilly humor. The "Master Baiter" will be missed, but I will never have to explain it's meaning to my children, as I snicker, while we drive past! Thursday, September 18, 2008
Our Ears Will Never Be the Same!
This is the next Lance Armstrong?, NO!, Neil Armstrong,? NO!..........Louis Armstrong????(Yeah we think that's the jazz guys name.) I guess our boy could also try cycling, or become an astronaut.
Baby Fun!
A convienient way to transport socks.......... if only I could teach her to put them in the dirty clothes basket.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
The Woe of the Toe!
Our brave little girl had to have surgery on both of her big toes for ingrown toenails. Her feet are orange from the iodine. She said,"Don't worry,it's just orange soap that stained my feet." She is back to school and feeling good today. She only missed one day of school.
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