Sorry for the lack of a post yesterday, but I’ve been spending quality time with my nieces. And by spending quality time, I mean a) telling them to stop licking each other and b) asking them to stop talking about poop.
Other happenings in and around Mayberry the last few days:
-I think I just got a fungal infection from a manicure. If I haven’t posted F.A.F. by Sunday, contact someone, because my fingers are falling off. In the meantime, I’ll be using a unique combination of Coors Light, Sauvignon Blanc, and champagne to stave off any type of disease.
-I realized I have absolutely no idea how to sing ‘The Twelve Days of Christmas’…even if I am holding the book. My five year old niece had to teach me the tune to ‘five gold rings’. Who wrote that?!?!
-Some family (MamaG, cousins Gert and Bessie, and Gert’s 3-year-old daughter, to be exact) took a little drive through Mayberry to check out Christmas lights. I don’t want to give out too many details (since the Bev cat is out of the bag in Mayberry), but there’s a situation involving a blue and green gingerbread man with “OH SNAP” spelled out in lights below it. Oh, my my. Oh, hell yes.1
Party on.
**Post edited to add: “CAN SOMEONE PLEASE GET ME THE KIMOJI APP FOR CHRISTMAS?“
-Bev
1There’s a much better story behind this, but Mayberry stories have to be kept to a minimum here, now that the ‘Bev cat is out of the bag’ in my little hometown. If you see Bev in person anytime soon, ask for the full 411.
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