It rained all night on the fifth of July....I swear it was God's way of making sure all the fireworks embers were extinguished. So, on a cloudy Monday afternoon, on the sixth of July, a ride around the hood is in order.....right?
Grandma J mustered up the best pilot and navigator in the County, and off we go.....foot on the throttle, and
Slowing at the corner, and checking for cross traffic....in unison!! That's how these two roll. And speaking of rolling....
JJ has a new GF who isn't wearing a seat belt....and no one noticed, especially Grandma J....until she downloaded this picture! Bad, Bad, all the way around. It's something all Grandma J's grandkids know enough to do without being told...but we forget to remind our guests sometimes.
JJ, shame on you, that's your job.
Last night, Grandma J wandered around the Spa grounds...and noticed the moon above all the vacant apartments down the lane. Can everyone agree that the moon is shaped like a heart? Do you know what that means? Maybe Phillip Johnny Bob is missing Grandma J?
Uh, yeah, right!!
