Here's Ninnie Choo Choo at 3 years old, complete with my cowboy boots and sitting on my new bicycle, circa 1957. Sue gave her blessings to post the photo and commence with the contest.Winner gets a jar of Duke's mayonnaise. Those with frequent blogger miles will remember Sue's post extolling the attributes of Duke's mayo.
Same contest format. Let the games begin!
15 comments:
"Born to be Mild."
"Heck on Wheels."
"Don't let the Christmas tree fool you. Those candles in the window are a Menorah."
Paula, you're on a roll.
Are you jonsein' for an avocado, lettuce and tomato sandwich with Duke's mayo?
On a roll? To win mayo?
I giggle at your play on words.
Okay people, let's stay focused. Sue, quit cheerleading. Contest rules are contest rules. You're to remain neutral.
p.s. Nice job, Paula.
Entry 1:
Horse Thief!
Entry 2:
Yes m'am, all cowboys reverse their underpants in the wild!
Entry 3:
Christmas checklist: MY Boots, MY Bike, My Doll. Hey Robert, what did Santa bring you?
Hey Susan -
Just wanted to say HI and Happy belated Birthday. Your blog is wonderful.
Laurie Selik
"HI HO ChooChoo AWAY!"
"Catch me if you can Grandma!"
"Horse thief wins hearts from West Virginia to West Coast"
I want my Mayo! Love, Suze
Mama, don't let your babies grow up to be cowgirls.
Let them be bikers and pianists instead.
Oh I like that one, Susan! Love,Suze
"Underpants!? We cowgirls don't need no steeenkin' underpants!"
"No I am NOT a tomboy! See my dolly?"
"I'll get you, granny ... and your fancy little apron, too!"
Karen - That apron caption is funny!
Samo, my favorite is your entry #3! :-)
Haven't checked in in a while, so I won't contribute a caption since the contest may be over. But I had a bike just like when I was 5 (also in 1957) navy blue, with a flat carrier in the back. Did your daddy swear he would not let go on the first day you went without training wheels? Mine did. He was lying, of course. Thanks, dad, for the gift of speed.
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