The two beautiful ladies in this story came all the way across the country to fawn all over me and to hang wit me in my crib. Well, at least hang out around me while I’m chilling in the cribizzzoh. It’s kind of tight quarters unless you are 23 inches tall.
Firstly, there is of course the striking tangent of your typical accountant-groupie-beauty diva in my fabulous aunt Kellie. I don’t usually look forward to visitors, because they usually look forward to me but this was an honored exception.
I can’t even begin to tell you all of the sweet stories of daring escapes and funny tall tells that my remarkably handsome Dad related to me about his baby sister Kellie. Wow.
I don’t believe half of that good looking mans stories and even then aunt Kellie captivates and captures me like winning the super dooper mega grand prize on the Wheel of Fortune game at the Chuck E Cheese! The question, “What amazing things can I get with all these ten gazillion tickets” is even lesser than the thought of, “What super sweet things are my aunt Kellie and I going to do next?!” I was not disappointed.
The other of Barkers Beauties came with a note attached, much like my Fido the Talking Dog toy. The tag said, “warning too much of a good thing is only a better thing.”
And when she would look at me I would believe it was all true.
My aunts Kellie and KK and I did so many sweet things together. We played Settlers of Catan, we walked over the Arkansas River bridge, They took me to the Peabody Hotel to see the ducks walk on the Red Carpet. They even took me slumming to the trailer park in downtown Little Rock, though we didn’t go incause Bill Clinton sucks. They took me to go flying in a humongous simulator with my Daddy,
and took me shopping while the big boys worked in the woodshop. KK taught me how to raise my head while we did sit ups and Kellie taught me the intricacies of the federal tax code and establishing numerous small businesses conjointly with the necessary tax shelters to make them in this post recession Bull market we are enjoying at present.
They taught me who it was ‘that my mother had warned me about.’ And they took me to pizza buffets and southern barbeque joints, I’m still on a liquid diet but the gesture was nice.
Probably one of the cooler things they did with me was take me to Heaven, I mean of course Graceland, Tennessee.
We walked where Elvis walked and I cried where Elvis cried. My life, as well as my aunt Kellies is pretty much complete. Which is funny…you know, because I’m like two months old.
My dad says it’s time to get off the computer. I have to go brush my teeth. I mean oh, I don’t have any teeth. Cousin Ian will be so ashamed. I’m going to go to bed anyway, for an hour or so. I love you all so much. I may not know how much it meant to me to have all of you here last week but my Mommy and Daddy (the handsome one) always will.
Muitos beijos meus amados.
Brig
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