To Curse or Not to Curse
This is Loop embroidery done by Bob Anson who was one of the bowlers on the team I was on back in the Seventies. Yikes. As we were bowling and I made a rather useless throw into the gutter, I yelled Cat Fuzzies. Bob and fellow bowlers thought it hilarious and the other gentleman on the team said "Someone needs to learn you how to cuss." I then told him the only thing worse for me was Cat Hairs and again all on the team rolled with laughter.
Later Bob gave me this piece he had done especially in honor of my cussing.
I have this in my bathroom to look at daily and remember that fun moment.
The Kitty Justice is I knew how to curse but chose not to echo the words of my Dad in my youth.
Later Bob gave me this piece he had done especially in honor of my cussing.
I have this in my bathroom to look at daily and remember that fun moment.
The Kitty Justice is I knew how to curse but chose not to echo the words of my Dad in my youth.
Comments
I should know...I have it down pat! ;)
How funny. Drive away stress you say. Well my Daddy should have been stress free. Peace
Monica
Thanks
Duta
Bob was a really nice guy and much older than I. I never heard anyone say anything bad about him and he was lots of fun to have on our bowling team. When I look at it I remember all the fun times bowling with friends. Peace
Great story. I hate cat fuzz too.
yvonne
Good story.. yvonne
It is special and those were wonderful fun times. Peace
Yvonne
We had another moon flower last night 10-17 and as long as it is hot (we tied the record yesterday and today we are set to break the record) I will probably continue to have Moon flowers. Hope you do plant them as they are a wonderful surprise to top off any day. Glad you like the the cursing story. I should have told Bob that I learned to curse (cat fuzzies) from my sister. Wonder who started cursing? My Mother said those who curse are not intelligent enough to express themselves otherwise. I do believe she was referring to my Dad who had a horrible foul mouth. Peace