Tales of a very strange Texan girl named Bo who was blown by a tornado to a new home in the vast conglomerate of suburbs just outside the Emerald City---and who now precariously navigates The Yellowbrick Road...
Monday, January 24, 2011
Cleaning Day
(Wondering if the following statement will fly when Blaine gets home:)
"Hey, it's not my fault I didn't clean. Little Baby blocked the vacuum cleaner and Leonard knocked over my mopping bucket."
Galveston Island. Though battered by nature's storms, it remains the place of Bo's dreams....
Bo dreams of its beautiful shoreline, where the water is always warm---and you can hear the island's haunting history if you listen closely to one of its seashells....
Bo's Beloved Flagship Hotel in Galveston...
A picture of its former glory before the hurricane
Visitors
Bo's Ranking In The Top 25 Nursing Blogs per NOEDb
4 comments:
I like it and if he doesn't. . .
Hi Georgi! Surely he wouldn't expect me to wake up such a darling kitty?
Just speaking from experience... probably not.
Worth a try though.
Lora
Thank you, Lora! And you were right---it didn't fly!
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