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In California, thieves have three choices: They can go to prison, Sacramento, or Washington D.C.
—Burt Prelutsky
I had a really bad day. First, my ex was run over by a bus. Then I got fired from my job as a bus driver. Bummer.
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Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
Momma and her babies, so very cute!
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Reblogged this on Viv Drewa – The Owl Lady.
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Thanks Viv. 🙂
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Those are really, really big awwws. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Love every one! Thanks for sharing.
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Absolutely adorable. Some of those moms have a lot to handle.
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
A Purrfect post from BlueBird 👍😃
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Thanks Chris. 🙂
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Thank YOU, BlueBird 😄
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I love them all.
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Aw, they are so cute! Love the white mama cat with all her white kittens but one orange!!
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Oh such cuteness ❤️ Happy mothers f
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Day😜
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Aww, lovelies!
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Happy Mother’s Day, Bob!
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Happy Mother’s Day to you.
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Happy day to Bluebird and all the moms and grammas here, and those who have served in such roles. A dozen virtual (and non-allergenic) roses to all’a y’all. Pink and red mix.
Today Milady and I are at my mom’s breakfast table, “helping” her with the Sunday crossword.
She’s the ace. I’m just occasionally helpful with, say, a Beatles song title (two in yesterday’s puzzle). She usually has more familiarity with pop culture references than I do. And just about everything else.
I access web crossword sites; she’s concerned that her old, well-worn, duct-tape bound Mirriam-Websters will fall apart irreparably. Different tech!
(For the record, I don’t think crosswords should be allowed to conjoin words. “IFEELFINE” is not a word.)
Now she’s off to nap/watch golf. Sounds good to me. It’s a timeless kind of day. I’m a fortunate son. She’ll be 98 next month.
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You are fortunate. I’m adding you to my list of friends who are close to my age who still have a parent living. It’s a short list, but not as short as the list of friends my age who have both parents living. My best friend (she and I have known each other since kindergarten) still has both her parents — they are 98 and 102 years old. Amazing.
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