Frogs and snails and puppy-dogs' tails

Isn’t that what little boys are made of?

I’m still getting used to the fact that I am going to raise 3 boys.  To me boys have always been dirty little creatures who love mud, bugs and picking their noses.  When it comes to animals I thought they all loved every creature on God’s great earth and especially any thing that could fit in their pockets.  So it was quite a surprise when I found a huge frog on our front walkway.  Ok, not so much the frog itself but more what my two boys did with this frog.

We wanted to catch it but who was going to pick it up and put it in a box was the real dilemma. 

Walker convinced Talmage to put it in a glass jar.  Talmage was too afraid to touch it so he just held out the jar hoping it would hop right in. 

Walker didn’t want to touch it himself so he got some gardening gloves and still would only come in 3 feet of the frog. 

So they had a brilliant idea.  Rig a trap with a dead snail for food.  When the frog goes to eat the dead snail it will get trapped under the box. 

Then they waited patiently…..

Frog got away.

Just Help Yourself….

To a weekend away with some awesome ladies?  To the night life of Vegas and all the good food it had to offer?  To some great shopping not found anywhere in Bako?  To the most fun I’ve had at any concert I can remember?  To the sweet voice and moves by Tom Jones?  To the performance given by 7 ladies at the said concert?  To each I say YES, don’t mind if I do!

If you haven’t seen Tom Jones in concert I highly recommend putting that on your bucket list!  An experience truly any lady must have before she dies.  And when you go to this life changing concert you must partake in the scandalous tradition, the ol’ throwing of the undies.  But not just any undies.  Incredibly large, satin, show stopping pair that have probably even been thrown his way.  Or go one step further like my sister and I did.  You dance all night twirling them in the air until you head down stage, call the bass player over, hang said undies from the end of his bass and watch him play around the stage with them still on.  Even the guitar player, the keyboardist and Tom got a kick out of it not to mention the entire crowd who laughed and cheered like mad.  Now who was putting on a show for who?

Now I’m home, my body is sore and I still can’t believe all the fun I had over the weekend.  Thanks ladies for a great time.  Hope I didn’t embarrass you too much.

Some sweet kicking ladies!

Me and My Sistah!

 

 Fun at the Concert with the famous undies!

Perhaps I’ve shared too much?  Naaah.