2nd Helpings

Because I’m uncomfortably stuffed into my clothes like a human version of Summer Sausage, I’m finding it difficult to find the motivation to blog. Whew. That sentence alone has me huffing and puffing like a long walk up a mountain. Or to my mailbox, whichever.

The point is – here’s a picture.

A couple of weeks ago we went to Zollicoffer for a vintage fashion show. My mother has been doing this for about 12 years  and I’ve gone from modeling the first year, to helping the models dress, then running the music, and then MC’ing, to finally being demoted to setting up, breaking down, and running out for coffee.

This photo of MoonPie and my grandmother, (NINETY-FREAKING-SEVEN) was taken right after MP sang the books of the Old Testament to her. Then Granny asked me if we go to church and I’m like, DUH.  Why do you think I had my daughter sing the Old Testament to you? So you’d KNOW.

Geez. 97 and still no appreciation for sarcasm.

Where was I? Oh yeah, too fat to blog. Luckily, my niece Nolan (17) spent the night and I told her to sign on to I-Tunes and download some good music for me. So at least there’s that.


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