Monday, July 21, 2008

Edna and The Sponge Diver


Dear Sister,

Well, we were going to go to Orlando first, but Aunt Biddy got it into her head that she wanted to see the Gulf of Mexico. We tried to tell her it was out of our way, but she held her breath so long we thought she’d pass out, so we gave in. I swan, the woman may be in her 90s, but she acts just like a spoiled baby sometimes! And here I thought I was taking a vacation from what I usually have to deal with.

Anyway, we stopped at this place near Tampa called Tarpon Springs. That’s a sponge diver on the front of the postcard, although Itty-Biddy thought it was a space alien. She got so scared, she ran out of the souvenir shop. I’m destined to be surrounded by babies and idiots, I guess. I bought one of those sea sponges for you, Margie. You can use it the next time you take your annual bath.

Love, Edna

Margie: Look at the pot calling the kettle black! Edna, you're a hypocrite. You should look in a mirror if you want to see a baby idiot!

That Itty has always been a brick short. Guess that's because Biddy raised her on home brew instead of milk. Lawsy me. What nut jobs you fell in with there. Takes one to know one.

Speaking of bath, Edna, the mailman says you need to wash off all that stinky French perfume you wear. It's not really from France. He says they make it from stinkweed.


Debbie said...

There was all kinds of commotion down at the Sponge Docks and we couldn't for the life of us figure out why. Now I understand, it was the Biddy Bus!

I'd better check on St Micheal's Shrine to be sure it is still safe!

Margie and Edna said...

Margie: Lawsy mercy. You've been invaded and I'm sure my sister was right in the midst of the mess! Tell everybody to get out of the way of that Biddy Bus!

You sure had better check on that shrine! Itty-Biddy is a pure thief.

Thank you for the update.

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