The Possum Queen Swimsuit Competition

Yes, gentle readers, it's here.

The 2010 'Possum Queen Swimsuit Competition. Now, if you're about to eat, please be sure to choose 'Possum the other white meat, sorta- and stop back a little later. I wouldn't want to be responsible for any stomach illnesses due to the viewing of the following pictures.

With that thinly veiled warning in mind - let's get started!

Bib overalls were a popular choice that day, but SaraLee really pulled them off with her mullet combo.

As always in our scrappy little county, we had some do-it -yourselfers. With a bit of duct tape and a whole lotta ingenuity, there were some stunning pieces. But none so stunning as this creation. BerthaLynn really went all out, didn't she?



Some of the judges/carny ride operators seemed pleased with the results too.



Darlene almost walked away with it with her Baywatch tribute.



So I knew I needed to bump up my game. I gathered my courage and decided I'd go . . . Topless. It was a little risque, but I thought it was tastefully done, don't you?



It seemed to please the judges, because I was crowned later that day.

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Not only were bathing suits abounding, but love was in the air. A lovely couple met the first evening of the County Moonshine and Fried 'Possum Carnival at the swimming hole.



By the final day of the three day festivities, after much careful thought, they decided to take the plunge right there where they first met.























In the end, a good time was had by all.

One Last Re-Run

Probably.

The oldest urchin's dress rehearsal for her play is tonight. Then she has three performances, finishing on Sunday. After that, I should have a little more time freed up.

But until then, here's a sage warning in the form of a re-run.

BEWARE THE PERILS OF THE POLKA!!!!!!!!

My New Addiction

So apparently I have a slight addiction to the show Phineas and Ferb. It cracks me up.

But more importantly, I've come to realize I have a crush on the Evil Dr. Doofenshmirtz. Heinz, to me.



I don't know if it's the bulgy eyes, the crazy hair, or the stylin' lab coat, but there's just something about that man.

Or maybe it's our propensity to love evil.

Could be all those huge "inators" he builds. He's definitely a hands-on evil genius.

Though, being forced to be a yard gnome as a child didn't hurt his chances with me either.



So, you tell me. What is it about the evil Dr. Doofenshmirtz that makes him so gosh darn irresistible?

Hit the Ground Running

Well, since we've gotten home from camping, the youngest urchin has had her birthday. She is now a four year old. Not sure how that happened. The family party is Saturday. I've been cleaning up from camping - laundry, putting away all the camper/ing stuff, laundry, trimming the lawn, laundry, cleaning the house, laundry, baking and wrapping, laundry. . . You get the picture.

Next week the oldest urchin is in a play. Dress rehearsal Thursday, performances Friday, Saturday and Sunday. So there have been lots of rehearsals so far and then every day next week. So I'm doing a lot of mom-taxiing.

I need to learn how to write with noise in the background. I might be able to get some words on screen if I could stop being so darn distractible. Currently, I've been doing a Dr. Frankenstein on chapter one of Brass In Pocket. We'll see if I like the results.

So do you write with music on in the background? Can you write anywhere? Or are you like me and need a quiet environment to get your thoughts down? Inquiring mind would like to know - mine, that is.

Until next time, citizens!

New On The Ninja

Check out the new sticker I put on my motorcycle. I couldn't resist it.



The color doesn't show up well in this photo. It's actually the same Kawasaki green as my cycle. Here's another one of the whole rig.



We made it back from camping at the shore on Friday afternoon. I'm still beat.

No major incidences to report, and sadly, the damn carny goldfish is still alive and well. And most definitely in cahoots with the sea monkeys.

Rummage Re Run

Here is a re-run from August 10, 2010. It's really Secret Confession #4.

Rummage.

Ahhhh, beautiful, beautiful rummage.

Sea Monkey Re-Runs

Yes. You heard it here first. Today's re-run is brought to you by sea monkeys.

The on going battle of the sea monkey horde that has infiltrated my bath tub is an epic saga of Atlantis proportions.

Let me take you back to September 14, 2009 for another installment of . . .

Rise Of The Sea Monkeys And Other Stuff (stuff stuff stuff)