One Of These Frags Just Doesn't Belong Here

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Ahhhhh, Friday Frags.  That time of the week when we all get together to rid our souls of the bits and pieces, fragments if you will, of useless - though possibly entertaining - information that have been collecting there.

Many thanks go to Mrs. 4444 for hosting this meme AND putting up with all of us.

I am once again LATE to the party - - - but here I come anyway, hoping late is better than never.
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Oh my dear bloggy friends, THIS is the footwear that Fisherhubby deemed appropriate for Sunday-Go-To-Meetin' wear this past Sunday.

My attempt to dissuade him and get him into more church-worthy foot coverings was an abysmal FAIL.

I KNOW Jesus wore sandals, but I'm pretty sure He did NOT pair them with Packer socks. 

Shaking my head.
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This is little Miss Piper's latest artistic rendering.  It is, of course, her Mama and Daddy.

We do NOT know why her daddy needs to shave his entire face NOR why her mama looks like Jar Jar Binks.
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My friend Eloise (pronounced E - Lois) and I went on a shopping adventure one day this week.  I'll talk more about the shopping part in my last frag of this post.

When we were hungry, we stopped at Chili's for lunch.

Imagine our surprise to find on our table a game/payment/internet terminal box.

We began to play the "kick a field goal" game.
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It was a little harder than it looked - - - so exclamations of joy and high 10's were in order when Eloise kicked it through the uprights for the first time.

She is so fun.
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Sister Pam, BIL Joe, their daughter Misti and her fam have gone to West Virginia for a wee fall get-away.
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They've been taking in the sights, hiking,
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And even biking for miles and miles.   After days full of all that - - -
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Some of them have been found unwinding in the hot tub.
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MOST of the frags of my week involve FOOD.  Dreaming of food - - - getting food - - - and ENJOYING food.

This was my supper tonight at our fave Mexican Restaurant.  It's called Jimidore con Pollo.

It is SOOOOOOO yummy I am forced to go ummmmmm, this is sooooo good - - - right out loud - - - with every bite I take.
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Our sweet little Pipes is suffering terribly with her very first true love crush.

She's crushing on her young computer teacher at school.

Whenever he is around she gets red in the face and wears a goofy expression.

"He's pretty cute, isn't he???"  queried her mama when they were safely out of ear shot range of the school.

"No!!"  says Piper, "I HATE HIM."

Yep - - - it's gotta be true Kindergarten love.

Now, don't you DARE tell her I told.
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WARNING - WARNING - WARNING

Do not read any further if you 
Don't wan't to encounter TMI.

Do not read any further if you happen 
To be a male reader of this blog.

OK - - - If you read further and then are 
Appalled and incensed 

I don't want to hear anything negative
From you about it
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For:

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Forewarned is forearmed.

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When Eloise and I went shopping this week, it was for me to purchase some new bras.

Girls, I HATE shopping for bras - - - all that stripping down and trying on only to do it all again when the size is wrong.

Bucky here consented to model one of my new bras, though he was NOT happy to do it.
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Mostly because, and I HANG MY HEAD IN SHAME TO ADMIT THIS, I have had to graduate into the infamous GRANNY BRA!!!!

I don't know WHY I am so shocked at this, for I AM MOST CERTAINLY a granny these days.

I guess I just didn't want to ADMIT I needed over sized sling shots to corral my boulders.

I also learned something rather more disturbing than graduation to granny bras in this process - - - 
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I learned that one of my girls "just doesn't belong here" because she is substantially larger than the other.

AND, as far as I know they do NOT make bras with a leftie DD and a rightie D.

So - - - I was forced to choose between suffocating leftie or allowing rightie to swam free.

I shall leave you to GUESS which I chose - - - suffocating or swimning.

And such is the life of a senior.
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And that's it for this week's edition of frags.

Please head over to Mrs. 4444's place

To check out more frags.

I'm pretty sure none of them 

Will be as shocking as mine.

While you're there, why not join in the fun???

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