Thursday, June 24, 2010

GOING, GOING, GONE...

Well, it didn't work.  The hunger strike, I mean.  Mostly because...well, Miss Creative's sister roasted this chicken last night...and...well...

So here I am, stuffed into an automobile with four human beings, six suitcases, five large chocolate cakes (I can't imagine what THOSE are for), AND A LARGE DOG COVERED WITH CURLS.  And we are traveling at sixty miles an hour.

Maybe in my NEXT life I will find out why we are doing this...

1 comment:

  1. Oh, Bessie, I am quite certain that you will forgive the trip when you taste that chocolate wedding cake! MMMMM! Have a few nibbles for me, please!

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