Let the Frag Times Roll!!!

In a few hours it will be Friday, and you know what THAT means, don't you???  It means LET THE FRAG TIMES ROLL!!!

For the summer Unknown Mami is guest hosting this weekly party, so check out my frags then please click on the icon below, go to her place, and see all the other rolling frags!
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Some of you, my oh so loyal bloggy fans, have been sending me texts and emails asking me where I've been because I've been SORELY neglecting my blog and you, my bloggy buddies.

There are two reasons for this:

1)  I've not had the creative energy/juices lately to put the TIME into my blogging that I once did.  I never want to put up a post unless it meets my own standards (eh hem) of bloggy creativity.  And when I neglect my blogging I also neglect my follow list.  Be assured it ISN'T YOU - - - it's me.

2)  I went over to the dark side of Twitter.

I never thought I'd ever have to admit this - - - I've avoided FACEBOOK like the plague all these bloggy years (blogging since 2006 BTW) - - - so I thought I was immune to ALL of the dark side of social media.

Until I signed up for Twitter to check on my sporting news and found oh so much MORE over there to check up on.

Sigh.

So - - - if you wonder if I'm alive or dead, just look on Twitter for @KeethaB.  I think you'll find me.

And never fear - - - I'm alive as alive can be.

(Twitter icon by freshspace.com)
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In just a little over a week our three precious, darlin' grans will be coming to 'Consin for Kamma Kamp!!!

This is an annual tradition we've started since moving seven and a half hours away from them.

It's all about quality time together and making memories!!!

I'll do my best, mes amis, to take lots of pix to post to my blog while they're here.
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Last summer we had DROUGHT in these here parts.

The spots of dead grass you see in our yard are THANK YOU VERY MUCH to last year's drought.

Uh - - - not so much THIS year, at least so far.

The other morning while Fisherhubby was way up in Canada, leaving me home alone to fend for myself, I had to "hide" in our interior laundry room for fear of the fierce winds/rains passing through.  

As I hovered there, trying to decide if I should make a dash for the basement or not, I was entertained by my new friend Twitter.

BTW - - - Fisherhubby has had to mow about twice as many times so far this spring as he did ALL SUMMER LONG last year.  

Serves him right for leaving me home alone.  That's what I say.
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Even the bears 'round these here parts aren't SURE about this Wisconsin weather.

We still had snow a-falling on May 3 and now it's hot and wet like a rain forest.

This bear had to take a look at a thermometer because the crazy weather gave him such "paws."

(Photo submitted on twitter by Sue Malick of Harshaw, WI.)
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The other day while I was working at the library a man stopped me and said:

"How do you work like that?  Don't those little tiny shoes hurt your feet?"

Huh???

"Nope," said I, "These little tiny shoes FIT my little tiny feet."

Are size 6's THAT tiny??? 
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Around Father's Day I found these photos of NBA dads with their mini-me's.

Dwyane Wade and son.
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Chris Paul and son.

They are soooooo cute I can hardly stand it.
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You may remember that I have a fixation with Nutcrackers, which I affectionately call my Kings.

Well just LOOK at this King mailbox holder my friend Kay helped me find this week.

No, I do NOT have one here.
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Dane, one of the young lads from our church, a distant cousin of mine, and a passenger in my car going to and from Kids Camp snapped this picture with my phone camera on the way home.

I kinda like it, how about you?
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Here are Dane and brother Marcus pictured with me at KFC/Taco Bell at a Sunday lunch after church.  Going to Taco Bell for Sunday lunch is a long tradition in our family. 

Notice they have piled all their trash - - - as well as the trash of everyone at the table - - - on my Taco Bell tray. This is ALSO apparently a long time tradition in our family.

My CHILDREN used to do the same to me when we took THEM to Taco Bell for Sunday Lunch, back in the day.

Fisherhubby STILL does it.

I have NEVER liked my try getting piled high with trash - - - especially while I'm STILL EATING.

Evidently it is a tradition that will dog me my entire life.
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Except when I manage to slip away to Taco Bell for a lunch with just me, myself, and I.

Neither me, myself, nor I are messy with our trash!
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So, my friends, THIS is how WE can make OUR trash look on OUR tray.

Sigh.

Yes it IS folded.  Deal with it.

So good for the OCD.
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Marcus, both mentioned and pictured in the above frag, forgot (or so I thought) to bring his parental consent form to Kids Camp where he was a Junior Counselor.

I texted his dad, the Chief of Police in a Small Wisconsin Town, and asked him to write a permission note, snap a pic of it, and text it to me at camp.

In just a few minutes, this is what I got with the following message:

"Official enough for ya?"

Well, Mr. C.O.P., if it is official enough for YOU who am I to argue???  I wouldn't DARE be "resistant" to the police, especially not the C.O.P.!
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.And that's all the Frag Time rolling

I'm doing today.

Please hurry over to Unknown Mami's place

Where you will see LOTS of other frags.

Why not make a frag post of your own
And let the Frag Times roll over at your place 

If you do, be sure to link up!

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