OK. I told myself I wasn't going to make fun of anything in this Branson blog, but I'm just going to say one thing. I don't go to Branson for the shows; in fact, it's been years since I've seen one there.The billboard pictures are entertainment enough for me. I go for shopping and Silver Dollar City. The kids love the rides, and I love the kettle corn. Anyway, I saw a school bus one day and it dawned on me that people actually live there. I don't know why that struck me as weird. But I was picturing what the teachers must wear to keep the attention of all the entertainers' kids: maybe a tight leather pantsuit with diamonds and a big blonde wig. I don't know...it made me laugh. I met an elderly lady there who was traveling with other senior citizens on a tour bus. She was so happy to be able to talk to me and Little Buddy for a while. She said she was getting tired of all those old people. LOL. Makes me wonder what I'll be doing for fun when I'm that age.
Cold, sunny day at the Branson Landing. The big, shiny reindeer isn't actually part of the family. He just asked if he could be in the picture.
Little Sissy golfing. Mostly she liked to take everyone's balls out of the hole--or pick them up from wherever they were hit and drop them in the hole. Made keeping score a challenge!
Yes, this is actually how she hit the ball. I think she still beat me.
2 comments:
You are a hoot! (That reindeer just needed a family, right?)
The girls look adorable golfing (and just as good as it as me!).
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