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Senior moments
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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
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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Reblogged this on Blue Dragon Journal.
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Thanks Eliza. ♥️
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I’m never going to grow up. My grandchildren are older than me, now. 😁
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Yeah – I know how you feel. I’m 78, going on 39!
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😀 😀 😀
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog.
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😀 😀 😀
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So funny, so true..Well done!
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LOL!
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I particularly resonate with the third one. When I was a kid we were taught to go in single file if older people were on the path, not to make them give way to us as kids. I thought ‘That’s OK. Kids will give way to us when we’re old. Now, when out with my husband, it’s we who have to give way when meeting a group of youngsters!
I love the last one.
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Good ones. Now I can blame having too many stupid things to remember. I knew a good excuse would occur if I waited long enough. 😀 — Suzanne
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I hear you. I have a memory like a sieve.
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😀
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Thank you Bob! Very lovely! :-)) Btw. Seems you’d updated the images of your relatives. Best wishes, Michael
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Thank you for the link. ♥️
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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