Morning Boys & Girls. Yer old pal Scrubbie here.
World War II is raging on. Rosalind Russell and Benito Mussolini were gracing the covers of LIFE magazine. Commercial transatlantic passenger air service begins. Less than 60% of families in the United States own an automobile. The first Volkswagons roll off the assembly plant in Wolsburg. Hewlitt Packard is founded. Bell Laboratories begins construction of a prototype computer. The worlds first electronic calculator is built. FM radio receivers go on sale for the first time. BATMAN makes his debut. Cup-sizing for brassieres is introduced by Warner Brothers of Bridgeport, Conn. Al Capone is released from Alcatraz.
And... Mamma Scrubbie is born.
Yep - today is Mamma Scrub's burfday! 70 today! And, if ya dont mind me sayin, is still smokin' hot.
See? There she is. Gawd love'er.
Born and raised in India till she was 12. Moved to the UK. Schooled in a convent where they had to walk by the morgue everyday. Got jiggy with this fella from the boys school across the street. Married the fella from the boys school across the street. Packed up a suitcase, $35.oo and her new beau and hopped on board a ship. Traversed the ocean to land in Canada. Set up house. Lived life. Had Scrubbie as her first born and thought "this is easy", so had Scrub's younger brother, Beelzebub, and called it quits to childbirth. La de da... and here we are today. September 12th. 70 years later and we are singin' Happy Burfday to the 'ol gal.
Ma and me - we're quite alike. Both get the giggles when Tide laundry detergent goes on sale. Both cant stand that little bastard that works at the local grocery trading post (he's just sooo rude). Both LOVE, and I mean seriously LOVE, a good nosh-up feast filled with sweet and savoury goodies all around. Ya. Scrub is most definately his mother's son.
Anyway kids - just wanted to share this special day with ya'll.
Happy Burfday Mamma! Love ya oodles. See ya later today!