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
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
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)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
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Cat’s would hate it. 😀 — Suzanne
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Mine certainly do. They already think they aren’t fed early enough, especially with the days getting shorter (sundown=suppertime to them), so getting it bumped back another hour causes them a lot of anxiety.
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Yes , it’s coming….
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Hysterical. We all hate this.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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Reblogged this on PUMABydesign001's Blog and commented:
Sending this to my grandson to remind him to re-set his watch…if they still do that.
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😀 😀 😀
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As a child living in Pennsylvania, Land of Taxes and Dead Dreams, I discovered the fun of daylight savings time. Early dark, what fun! At the time I lived near a valley that, in Native American, means Demons Road, not far from the Ghostlands (demons) Mountains, and at the head of the valley was Satan’s Hollow. And liberals wonder why all of Mom’s ancestors became Christians ASAP. Hey, from Mengwe Susquehannocks (outcasts, usually for witchcraft), to Mingo (sacred house). But, our word for Mom is still etsi, a female wolf. The only one still in that area is an older sister who sort of guards one of the family burial mounds. Me, I’m in Arizona. Nothing more deadly here than a few skinwalkers, who do not mess with anyone from that area. In Christ’s love to you, niio! Walk in God’s beauty. BTW, no DST here.
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It messes up my inner time clock every time it goes forward or backward.
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I hate switching back and forth. I wish they would choose one and stick with it.
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Florida voted to do just that. I hope it begins this year.
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Yay Florida!
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