Gwen - Great job convincing Donna to pose for the blog! Donna looks great, too! Thanks to both of you and everyone who guessed. Cheryl - you blew me away. I didn't even catch the clues. How does Gwen come up with these???
Cheryl - Oops - I meant the clues for Donna Fairless. I forgot where I was commenting. Nona was a trouper. She greeted me at the door dressed as Santa and gave me a tour of her house before posing. The suit was a lighter material than you would think but still... She also gave me great comfort that day. I was preparing to leave when I apparently pulled cartlidge from my ribs by turning to pick up my purse of all things. I was in extreme pain and unable to get up out of the chair I had collapsed into. Then Santa Nona left and Nurse Nona took over. I ended up going to the emergency room and receiving some incredible pain meds! It's all good.
I have a different pic of Santa Nona that I delayed posting to our blog at Christmastime. Who knows when it might still show up? It's great to hear that Nona is a friend-in-deed, a friend-in-need. What in the heck are you carrying in that purse of yours, Linda? Your truck bumper, maybe? Hope that you are feeling better now; gotta love those meds. Connie, you were a perfect Chippendale! The clues??? As I mentioned before, my ex always told me that my head was filled with senseless drivel. Guess he was right!
Gwen - The story was "as I turned to pick up my purse" not the picking up OF the purse. Ix-nay on the umperbay, Chickie! Some people are such smarty-pants around here...
Linda Lou- Really too bad that not everyone knows the bumper story. Maybe we should ask you to be our guest speaker at the reunion and you could entertain the group with the anecdote. It is a classic! -Smarty Pants
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Thats Mike Woody?
Looks like Rick Rose??
Wish Gwen would have brought a Santa suit for me. I think I would have made a better Santa than a Chippendale.
Santa is definitely a 1972 CM Classmate and is not my brother, Mike.
And, I'm righteously indignant that anyone would think I would try to trick them.
Cheryl, why would your guess make someone mad? Just because you guessed that this Santa is a female?
Who else thinks this Santa is a woman? Come on, we know you're out there. Talk to us.
Gots my speakers on....give us a healthy Ho!! HO!! HO!!......;-)
My guess would be Nona hiding under all that hair.
You guys are going to have to bear with me until next week. I'm in Virigina and unable to load the "reveal" picture of Santa right now.
Gwen - Great job convincing Donna to pose for the blog!
Donna looks great, too! Thanks to both of you and everyone who guessed.
Cheryl - you blew me away. I didn't even catch the clues. How does Gwen come up with these???
What clues?? I could tell it was Nona by her eyes.
I'll bet she was glad to get out of that suit cause she looks a little warm in the second picture.
Cheryl - Oops - I meant the clues for Donna Fairless. I forgot where I was commenting.
Nona was a trouper. She greeted me at the door dressed as Santa and gave me a tour of her house before posing. The suit was a lighter material than you would think but still...
She also gave me great comfort that day. I was preparing to leave when I apparently pulled cartlidge from my ribs by turning to pick up my purse of all things. I was in extreme pain and unable to get up out of the chair I had collapsed into. Then Santa Nona left and Nurse Nona took over. I ended up going to the emergency room and receiving some incredible pain meds! It's all good.
I have a different pic of Santa Nona that I delayed posting to our blog at Christmastime. Who knows when it might still show up? It's great to hear that Nona is a friend-in-deed, a friend-in-need. What in the heck are you carrying in that purse of yours, Linda? Your truck bumper, maybe? Hope that you are feeling better now; gotta love those meds.
Connie, you were a perfect Chippendale!
The clues??? As I mentioned before, my ex always told me that my head was filled with senseless drivel. Guess he was right!
Gwen - The story was "as I turned to pick up my purse" not the picking up OF the purse.
Ix-nay on the umperbay, Chickie!
Some people are such smarty-pants around here...
Linda Lou-
Really too bad that not everyone knows the bumper story. Maybe we should ask you to be our guest speaker at the reunion and you could entertain the group with the anecdote. It is a classic!
-Smarty Pants
Smarty Pants,
I can depend upon my faulty memory to excuse me from that embarassment! As a matter of fact, I've already forgotten it.
Lindy,
It's called "selective memory." I have it, too.
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