BUSTED

When Grandma J moved to Texas, she figured she'd get a life of her own, complete with new people in her life who mirror some that she left behind in California.

Of course, her middle daughter and family would be her core...and of course their paths would cross throughout the village.

You know what I mean, the butcher will know Grandma J wants her rump roasted, and her Middle Daughter wants hers ground.

The truant officer school will call Grandma J when the grandkids are in lock down sick, blah, blah, blah.

And of course, Grandma J goes to the same nail salon as her Middle Daughter. Remember Michelle #4? The Nail Specialist who does the best pedicures in the world? Well, evidently a whole lot of girl talk goes on between Middle Daughter and Michelle #4.



Yesterday Grandma J decided to get a pedicure...so she calls ahead because she likes "the works" and the works is named after Michelle #4....it's called "The Number Four". The Number Four involves hot rocks and hot towel wraps along with deep tissue massage and secret sauce.

During the exfoliating process Michelle starts asking Grandma J about noodles.....and she asks why Phillip Johnny Bob never comes to the salon. Yep...busted blogger. Then she laughs about the whole brouhaha on Grandma J's blog about her fat feet. Evidently Michelle took three days off work the time to read Grandma J's whole blog....all 442 entries, and twelve comments.


Then she decides to take a picture of Grandma J's feet to dispel any terminal fat foot disease worries...because according to Michelle, it's all about the angle that you take the picture from.....Ummm isn't this supposed to be a picture of my feet?

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Saturday Fun

Grandma J loves nothing better than sleeping in rising at the crack of dawn to caravan down the highway for a baseball tournament.

Of course the road to fine sports and family fun goes right by Dog Ridge.

Grandma J's middle daughter loves living life in the fast lane even if it means layers of clothing topped with blankets swaddled all around her.

And no, Grandma J did not notice, nor will she comment on that man's "Mr. Noodle."

A-Roid, formerly A-Ron, with a lethal dose of McNuggets, is in rear form. Isn't it lovely what the wind can do to a full head of hair?

For some reason Middle Daughter and Michelle #2 both keep score....because the team likes to have two scorekeepers. Hello? Yeah, they like to keep two sets of books. Go ahead, your guess is as good as mine.

And because Grandma J is nothing if not kind and generous, she treated herself to her second pedicure in less days than she has toes.

Speaking of toes....OK, so no one was speaking of toes, but lets pretend we were....which leads Grandma J to this question. Does everyone anyone have hairy toes?

And, because she loves Michelle #4, she got the deluxe pedi with the leg mask and hot rock treatment. Michelle is a pro at getting blood out of a turnip.