Friday, July 30, 2010

Party at Mr. B’s Cantina



Wait, wait! Has the party started without me? What party you ask? Why it’s Darling Deb’s Cantina Party at Mr. B’s and everyone is going to be there. After searching and searching I found the perfect swim suit, but do you think it makes me look fat? Maybe just a little? Oh well, I couldn’t resist the plaid scarf.

perrier-limeSince I’m the designated driver at this shindig I’ll be the one drinking lots of ice cold Perrier.


cori's bentley

And if you’re too inebriated to drive home all you have to do is ask. You’ll be driven home in style, but please! There’ll be no throwing up in the back seat (or on the driver) since I just had the interior detailed…hm….maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to volunteer for this job.

Oh! And one last thing…
just in case you can’t make it to the car…


I hired this guy to carry you out.

Happy partying everyone and don’t forget what Darling Deb said… “NO THROWING THE CAT IN THE POOL!!!!”

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Hello everyone!
Two years ago I posted these lyrics on the fourth and I thought they were well worth re-publishing.

I hope you all have a wonderful Holiday!
I walked through a county
courthouse square
On a park bench, an old man
was sittin' there.
I said, "Your old court house is kinda
run down,
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town."
I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit,
And that's a ragged old flag
you got hangin' on it."
He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down,
"Is this the first time you've been to our
little town?"
"I said, "I think it is."
He said "I don't like to brag,
but we're kinda proud of That
Ragged Old Flag
"You see, we got a little hole
in that flag there,
When Washington took it
across the Delaware.
and It got powder burned
the night Francis Scott Key sat watching it,
writing "Say Can You See"
It got a rip in New Orleans,
with Packingham & Jackson
tugging at its seams.
and It almost fell at the Alamo
beside the Texas flag,
But she waved on though.
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee and
Beauregard and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on
That Ragged Old Flag
"On Flanders Field in World War I,
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun,
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp, and low, a time or two,
She was in Korea, Vietnam,
She went where she was sent
by her Uncle Sam.
She waved from our ships
upon the briny foam
and now they've about quit wavin'
back here at home
in her own good land here
She's been abused,
She's been burned, dishonored,
denied an' refused,
And the government for which she stands
Has been scandalized throughout the land.
And she's getting thread bare,
and she's wearin' thin,
But she's in good shape,
for the shape she's in.
Cause she's been through the fire before
and I believe she can take a whole lot more.
"So we raise her up every morning
And we bring her down slow every night,
We don't let her touch the ground,
And we fold her up right.
On second thought I *do* like to brag
Cause I'm mighty proud of
That Ragged Old Flag"

Song By Johnny Cash the Man in Black.

 I hope you all have a wonderful Fourth of July