Okay. This is the Mom. Patty to those who don't call me Mom. I am new to Bloggomania, though not mania. The only Blog I have read in my life thus far has been our own. The only one I have written in is this one. This is technically MY first post, because Jess typed our family newsletter in THE first post, even though I wrote the newsletter. What a fancy introduction, ay?
The news here is: I have been itching to remove my wedding band and today I did. Why? It got in my way. See, I recently joined the ivy league gardening club and it promotes puffy fingers. It was either off with the ring or off with the finger. The latter option being rather rash, don't you agree?
Now another confession. I am a sluggard. I didn't mean to be. While still out in my ivy league yard, I uncovered a big surprise. It really opened a can of worms. I mean ants. The kind that bite people who blow their cover. Ever had a bunch of biting-mad ants up your pants? It makes you dance. No matter how evil you consider it or made it your business never to do. Not graceful ballet either. This is the kind that has you foot stompin', leg slappin' and hootin', all at one time. So when I recalled the words "Go to the ant.....", what could I call myself?
So, that's all the time I have for my first blog experiment. I have to go make puff pastry for dinner. Get it?! That's really bad, I know.
4 comments:
Mrs. Supp, the only reason cutting off your finger would be rash is if you were part of the poison ivy league!
:D
That was the idea, Ryan... :D
Oh. :( Looks like you explored every possible pun and left none for the rest of us to reply with. I'm now speechless. I guess that means I should stop talking, heh?
;) :D
I love your sense of humor! That was a great post. I'm itching for more! :)
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