Once upon a time…
There were three boys. The three boys didn’t know each other. Over a period of time, each of the three boys met three girls. The three girls were sisters. The three sisters really liked the three boys. The three boys suddenly found themselves married to the three sisters. When the three boys married the three sisters, they became relatives. The three boys are now friends who help each other with being married to sisters. They help each other a lot. The three boys sometime wonder how they got themselves into such a sticky situation, but mostly they just laugh at their predicament. The three boys are shown in the picture below. The three boys all had hair when they met the three sisters. The End.
Ok….I don’t know where that goofy story came from, I started typing and that’s what I got.
Our family got together for Memorial Weekend. We played another wild and wooly game of softball. I can’t seem to take pictures of the softball game while I playing, so you will just have to take my word for it.
We ate good food. I hate to toot my own horn, but the brisket I made was excellent. My sister Paula made a huge pasta salad, and Penny brought baked beans. They did an amazing job with their food as well. Danielle’s family brought apple cobbler for dessert. I don’t think Ellen knows how to make bad pie crust. I don’t know what’s wrong with Cristin in this picture. Maybe she ate too many beans. ![]()
Danielle’s brother Tony brought a hammock. It was a hit with the kiddos.
Spud and Tater in the hammock.
Tater and his momma.
Kris brought his dogs. Their names are Daisy, Lorraine, and Ginger.
This is a picture of two of the sisters who married two of the boys from picture 1. The person on the right is the mother of the sisters.
Ellen and Danielle.
Tater ate the watermelon with gusto.
I’m pretty sure that I’ve told him not to eat the green part.
This is Clay doing what he does best….eating.
I hope his mother told him not to eat the green part.
He has watermelon juice dripping from his chin.
Spud.
Katie.
This is the boy who married the girl who is typing this post. ![]()
What are they talking about? It looks like they are discussing the watermelon.
The three boys again. ![]()
Let me add to the story….
When the three boys and three girls got married, they had children. The children grew. Now the three sisters get together with the three boys and their children and they eat watermelon and play softball. They invite friends. The friends play softball too.
The End…again.