1 in 1,000

While walking through Silver Dollar City Girl Child made friends with a unique young man...

Then, during our visit to Ripley's Believe It Or Not museum she (sorta) made the acquaintance of another with the same kind of genes....

Keep in mind her hand is nearly the same size as mine.

Our fave facts gleaned from such an oddly entertaining collection were these three:

First, 1 in 3 have the genetic ability to curl their tongue.

Big Shooter and Girl Child are the 2 or 3 of that equation. In fact, the faces she makes in trying to accomplish this feat are comical.

Second, only 1 in 100 can turn their tongue over.

Girl and I can turn our tongues over one way. Boy Child can turn it both ways...Weirdo.

And last, 1 in 1,000 can fold their tongues back.

That would be our very own Girl Child. She's the 1 in a 1,000.

She can't curl it, but she can fold it! Super Weirdo.

Where are you in the standings?

Love Note to my Big Shooter: Sweet Baby Jesus!! What were you thinking?!?

A little preview of tomorrow...

R & R...well kinda.

Since R&R means rest and relaxation, I think we'll call ours DDT, WO & HTOL (Dead Dog Tired, Worn Out & Having the Time of Our Lives!)

We're in Branson again. Spending some much needed family time together.

Big Shooter joins us today. Can't wait.

Following is a typical exchange between the Crumbs.

1. I ask for a nice pose... she obliges, like the Good Child she is. He...

...doesn't.

2. This tickles him pink!

3. She clobbers him and makes other threatening gestures and comments.

4. He finally gives in......but, she has to keep her eye on him.

5. Then she gets her revenge by volunteering them to pose with the purtiest girl in the Ozarks...he won't stand next to her or will barely take his eyes off her long enough to get the shot. He does NOT trust the Purtiest Girl as far as he can throw him, sorry, I meant her.

Have a great day.

Love Note to my Big Shooter: We'll be holding a place for you in line! Can't wait to hug you. We've prayed for an angel for each bumper, please don't give them an any excitement.

Wow!!

The Crumbs and I counted down the days...

it was SO WORTH IT!!

When Daddy-O asked what they'd learned.

He was bombarded for the next 20 minutes with fact after fact.

If you are looking for some spectacular photography, entertaining educational material and being mesmerized by our gorgeous planet - then go see it soon.

And Happy Earth Day.

Love Note to my Big Shooter: I know, I know, you're holding your breath in anticipation for some words on the whole Chavez, Castro, water boarding, basically stellar first few months...but, I'm just not up to it yet Love. Maybe you can persuade me. Bribe me. Encourage me greatly. hint, hint.

You might be a redneck if...

y0ur keyb0ard has been missing the "0" for s0me time s0 you just make d0 with the klassy l00k 0f a zer0 in its place.

OR

bb guns are involved in Easter egg huntin'.

I, a proud city-slicker, do not partake in either of these activities. My other spouse Saucy Sashi, however, is a proud partaker of these things...

In fact, the Fourth of July at her house is synonymous with "fire power", not fireworks.


Any one else have klassy friends like mine that make life worth livin'?


Love Note to my Big Shooter: I know a sure-fire, fool-proof way to end the grumpy, dry spell...when's Sledge comin' for a visit?

Don’t even know where to start…

So I’ll just start typing and see what comes of it.

Ever stopped, cold turkey, something that border lined addiction? (Like, say… blogging?)
Did you go thru withdrawls? (Like the kind associated with blogging.)
What did you do? (You know for the finger curling? And mind-numbing, overabundance of time?)
How long did they last? (When I finally realized the familiar statement, “I’m gonna so blog about that,” didn’t have quite the punch/threat/reaction I so relished…I finally began to accept my self exile.)
I am not even sure what brought the whole thing on.
I just know it's pretty much run it's course now.

Regarding Big Shooter moving back in...y'all know our Deal right?
Anyone can walk away from the marriage at any moment...as long as they take the bad car and the Spawn.
Neither one was too overly appealing so he put on his big boy jock strap and dealt with it! He even told me "Thank you for loaning me my testicles for a few days to help me over the hump."

Just kidding people...about him moving in and out. Not about the testicle loaning.

Love Note to my Big Shooter: Thank you for being supportive of me while I went thru this grumpy dry spell. Your patience are astounding...you should really have your head examined.

(gulp) I am coming up for air in a day or two...

Hello Bloggydom!
I let Big Shooter move back in, so the Shooter household seems to be getting back to normal. Okay, normal enough...
I'm planning on jumping back into the mix in a coupla days or so.

I've missed y'all!

Can't wait to hear what you've been up to...