Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Monday, March 19, 2007
TAKE OUT THE BUMPS
Ian, one of our West Coast grandkids, was visiting us with his mom and siblings when he was a little boy. I was fixing everyone peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I asked Ian if he wanted crunchy or smooth peanut butter and he said he wanted crunchy, but would I take out the bumps? LOL Now all the grandchildren ask me for crunch peanut butter but ask me to remove the bumps. We sure miss the California kids and quote many of their legendary phrases regularly.....like Jasmine's "I'll have to ponder that" and Joey's Arnold imitations. We're all hoping to see them soon!
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