Thanks, I'll need it.
I've got a spare bed, if you need it. :)
Give me a second to grab my carry piece and hat...
Imagine that, the same day you scheduled your bug out drill.
Should have seen my wife's face...
We have room to shove over too, if you'd like a little more distance. Fair warning though, I'll put you to work. :D
No problem, I'd work for a good meal. Thanks, my dear.
Giggle. You are in my thoughts.
Thank you, Pretty Lady....
They asked, "What's so important out in the garage?"
Sure, you're not here...thanks....
I guess you lost follower #201 with that comment.
Never! I love reading all of your blogs and comments. I start with Sephen, read his post and comments, then jump to his sidebar and read the rest of you. His sidebar list times of your last post. I was a good M-i-L HAD a lousy S-i-L. Stayed away from SOB. Daughter came to visit me instead.For some reason have been unable to sign in using my profile after the first time.Bobbi
I sure hope no one gets their panties in wad...the post is in fun....Bobbi, as long as you read, I'm happy. Thanks to you both, dear sweet ladies.
My friend's father always moved to the little house out back, the one with no electricity and no water when his wife's sister came to town. He would come to the table to eat and leave.
Now that is one intelligent man....thanks, my friend.
Good luck.. talk about being blind-sided...
It happens. My mother in law uses the Mayo Clinic located here. Like many good liberals she feels she owed room and board. Thanks, my friend.
Time to go "Check the your ability to sleep at the Boar's Nest";)
If it were ready, and clean, I'd run for it. Thanks, my friend.
Hide your toothbrush. :)
Oh, Lord, yes.
Weather is cooling off, emergency overnight group stay at the boars nest is in the calling. We can save you from the outlaw.
Thanks, Bubba but I shall not be run off mine own nest.
I got a spare bed for you. But you'll have to share the bed with a basset hound but she doesn't snore.
No sweat...I can sleep anywhere. I'm like a dog in that regard. Thank you, Corey.
Life is tough and then you die.
So says you....I have plans...
Put them to work in your garage!
Not a bad idea. Thanks, my friend.
Well I'm sure there is something you have to do! Hunting/Fishing? Long trip? Clean the barnacles off some friends boat??Send them off to find......Heh...Remember those days. Mom-in-Law is gone now and she is missed...
I hid in the garage...thanks, my friend.
At least yours is there for just a visit. I had mine living with us for over 11 years. I can top ANYONE'S horror stories.... 'nuff said!
Oh, Lord, I'm sorry. Thanks, sweet Phyllis.