Happy yappy annyfursary to Finley's peeps (my grandpeeps)! Dey has been married 33 years today!
I are wearin my sham-pain dress to celebrates. It are time to break out da bubbly (I luvs lickin sham-pain off of my momma's fingers).
See da sham-pain bottles on da dress and da lil sham-pain buttons?
I's ready to celebrate.
Some of y'all has been wonderin how we is doin wif all of dis weather. Well, we wuz ok until late last night. Dat are when Plano got over 7 inches of rain (on tops of all da udder rain we has had) and our sunroom flooded. My momma and Finley's momma spent hours and hours of da late late night or early morning (whatever ya calls 3 or 5 in da AMs) moppin up da sunroom wif towels, wringin em out in a big bucket, and dumpin water outside. It wuz no fun for dem at all, a lotta hard work and now dey has sore backs, arms, well, ya names it basically. And my momma, she are still kinda sick wif dis nasty cold thing. And it wuz a real crummy way to start out your annyfursary for Finley's momma. So dey really earned dat speshul dinner dey is gettin tonite, dat are for sures. And a lots more, BOL BOL.
We's all ok now, and we's hopin dis rain goes AWAY! Momma says if she hears one more person say somefin bout "well at least we're not in a drought now" or "we needed the rain" she is gonna punch em in da face. And my momma, she are pretty small, but she are tuff and works out all da time, and she did punch a woman in da face who wuz tryin to steal me years ago. So don't say nuffin positive to rains bout her, ok?? Unless ya wants your nose rearranged, BOL!