Yet another patriotic one. This one came from Etsy, but I don't know what shop it was. This one is one of three that my mother got for me in one fell swoop. The others are the jellybean bow from June 3rd and the flag bow from June 14th . Like them, this bow is a big one. Let freedom ring, baby! I remember sharing my memories of Flag Day, but I don't remember sharing memories of the Fourth of July...at least, not here. Oh, I've got so many! Halloween is my mother's favorite holiday, and Independence Day was my dad's for reasons unknown. May have had something to do with his love for history. But anywho, about April Daddy would start setting aside a little money here and there for fireworks, and as July 4th rolled around he'd buy fireworks with that money. A few here, a few there, a whole sh!tload at Reeve's Boomland in Charleston...oh, Boomland. I liked going there, but as I grew older I began to realize that it was kinda a dangerous...
Y'all know what that means! I think I've worn and shown this bow before (shop name is CherylsBowtasticBows ), but it's one of my favorites because SLOTHS, that's why! I don't think I ever showed y'all my earrings, though. Those also came from Etsy (shop name is JMDesignsbyUS ), and they're made of wood. JMDesigns is located in Sedalia, so usually when I order from them I get my item(s) toot sweet. I never have been to Sedalia, by the way. They seem to be a tornado magnet, having been hit in 1952, 1973, 1977, and 1980, so maybe I'd best NOT go. The tornado in 1952 hit the Missouri State Fair, by the way. Normally it's a bad thing for a tornado to hit during the night, but in that case it was a very good thing, as the fairgrounds were fairly empty. Indeed, the only fatality in the 1952 storm was in a mobile home, not on the fairgrounds. But enuff of that; this is supposed to be about sloths, not tornadoes! If you've read my doll blog t...
It's certainly a fine day for watermelon! This one came out of the Wrong Box, and I'm very glad it did or I wouldn't have had a watermelon bow for today...or at least not one that y'all haven't seen. That would've been unacceptable since I'm fond of watermelon, especially the little ones with the dark rind, the so-called "black diamonds." One year some bright yellow ones grew at Grandpa's farm, and those were what we had. And I mean they were yellow! On the outside they were normally colored, but once Daddy cut them open they were a lovely golden yellow inside. That was one of the best watermelons I ever tasted, and the only one that I ever ate straight from the rind. Y'all know how in cartoons and books people are usually depicted as eating watermelon from the rind ? We didn't usually do that. Mama would cut the rind open, chunk up the interior, and serve it to us that way. The local colony of alley cats got the rind, which th...
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