Day late and a fold short....

well, maybe not a fold short. This was supposed to be posted yesterday....better late than never, I guess!!! Its a fun fold challenge by Whimsy Stamps Challenge Blog. Use any image you want but you need to have some sort of fancy schmancy fold to the card. Mines pretty simple. Kinda off center, a lot like me; don't ya think.???

'Hop' on over and give a look-see to all the samples that the DT has created. They have blown it out of the 'water'.......Bwahahahahahahahaha !!! {I'm back....missed me ?!!!}

I told you that I was writing a book about my mama. She was an incredible woman in many ways. She took us thru many adventures along the way. She died of lung cancer in 1984, I was only 23. But in those 23 yrs. I gained a lot of experience from the 'ol gal. Anyhoo, here is a taste of whats to come. Keep in mind that this is a true event.....honest!!!!

****They're in the attic and they hear the scratching. Micky and Mama start listening to the walls to see if they can find the culprit. Micky said "I found it!" He pulls on the wall board and it's a full frontal assault of bats. After Micky screamed like a girl about 3 times, he hollers to Mama "Let's go, there's too many!" I guess the gun gets a little heavy 'cause she starts inloading into the air. Micky takes off down the stairs and leaves her there and shes still shootin'. He listens at the bottom of the stairs and Mama hollers down; "Boy, bring me another box of bullets!" He grabs 'em and throws them up the stairs. Bullets scatter everywhere; Mama's cussing him, cussing the bats, cussing him, cussing the bats. Until finally she gives up. She did have to get the roof replaced. After pulling back some of the roofing the roofer asks Mama "Why are there so many bullet holes in the roof? She said like it was an everyday event, "I was killin' bats."

But their were no bats harmed in the making of this story, 'cause she NEVER hit a one!!!!***

What do ya think??? This is a small excerpt from the whole bat story. Micky is my baby brother. Pam and I are going to write a book of many short stories of things that we all experienced at the hands of our Mama and survived. Bwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

Until later, Critiquers.......Gotta split.....TFL !!!