In regards to Jeregano's blog about last weekend--
#1. I'm not sure how my mother managed to lay her hands on a corncob to lure his dog back to the house. I can only guess that she stole it off of the squirrel feeder. Goats and corncobs..we sound like the Clampett family. Just call me Ellie May.
#2. Jeregano didn't each THAT much. Granny Clampett was concerned that perhaps she wasn't putting out her usual elaborate spread. All I'm saying is that it could've and has been MUCH worse, which is why I have a personal trainer.
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Well Ellie May:
1. She did indeed steal it from a squirrel feeder.
2. I myself have done much worse, but lately my diet has been a little more controlled than in the past (with the exception of the occasional Baconator, now gone from wendy's menu, and double cheese burger). If you meet clan Ovesen you'll see why too. Trust me, without a GREAT deal of restraint we'll be splitting our trainer cost.
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