Morning kids - tiz Scrubbie here at the keyboard this morning.  How are ya'll?
Oh - remember that line from "Oliver!"  - then Mr. Bumble says "WHAT?  MORE?"  hehe - oh ya, I remember that well.
That's kinda how I feel today.
See - as you know, Scrub does this charitable organization thingy.  And, being as there really isn't a magic money tree (damnit) - we have to go and ask for a few dollars here and there in order to do things for the kiddies around the community.  
Well - today is one of those days that Scrub has to go in front of some folk that have cheque signing on their minds and tell them why it's a great idea of sign one of those cheques for this particular charity.  
Oh sure - sounds easy.  But - Scrub's never really done that before - so he is, well, ummm... kind nervous about it all.  Specially since Scrub's goin  in askin for more than 10 bucks.  Lots more.
But - I'll just throw on extra underarm stuff, make sure the 'ol adult diaper is clean and head on in.  Wish me luck.  Oh - and make sure the ice cube tray is full, cause Scrub's gonna need a bevvy afterwards.
Hey - did I mention that Scrub's pappy is back from from the Health Hilton?  Yep - home, safe and sound.  Feelin' pretty good.  Everything is back to normal.
Well - as normal as it gets 'round here.

And - bein as digiscrappin has been fast and furious these last few days - here's another little somethin' somethin'.
It's a few of the fam.  Not all of 'em.  
The Wife aint in the pic.  She was hacking up a lung that day.
But - Cuzin Dolphin is in there.  His folks - Uncle John (everyone has an Uncle John it seems)  (oh - and it's HIS family that are the country bumpkin folk from the hills of West Virginny.)  (don't take offense to that remark.  he sure doesn't.  self described, as a matter of fact)  (oh - and for anyone from West Virginny who may be browsing the 'ol Scrubberoo today - here's a little evidence of Uncle John's origins - as heard in this phrase:  "Lord willin' and the creek don't rise!"  Sound familiar?)
Ummmmm - where was I?  Oh ya - the fam.  So - Uncle John, Auntie Jen (Scrub's mental connection),  The Kid is there.  So is Scrubby Mom and Scrubby Pop.  Hey - off to the right - that's Scrub's baby bro.  I don't quite know what to call him.  Not yet anyway.  
I'll have to come up with something. 
That can be shared on the interweb.  
*grin
 
 
 
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