Today I am merely serving as a tour guide to a few of the funniest blog posts written in the past few weeks.
These bloggers have made me howl with laughter, sort of the way that C.C.'s beagle Toby howls whenever she takes him for a walk. You can read all about it here: The Worst Walk. Honestly, I'll mail you a dime if you can keep a straight face.
Sandi's beloved husband Mac taught her the basics of semaphore years ago...years and years ago...years and years and years ago...anyway, you just know that this means F-U-N! Read about it on her post entitled Languages and settle back for a good chuckle.
Anybody's post titled Camping in My Own Backyard sounds slightly suspect, especially if we're talking about Judy. I'm beginning to say of these things..."Only Judy." Ha!
Mary's The Joy of Being a Woman is short and plenty amusing...had me grinning all day and now every time I think of it.
I'm Killing My Family One Pan of Paella at a Time
"That title is not exactly accurate because I've never actually cooked paella, but you have to admit that 'I'm killing my family one pan of chipped beef at a time' just doesn't have the same ring to it. Agreed?"
Sometimes I worry about the Farmer myself. Nah, most of the time, I just laugh wickedly over the things that The Farmer's Wife is up to at his expense.
I've never linked to Ree in a post before, but her You Know What I Hate is so inspired and so much fun that I think we should all get on board. Who couldn't employ her method?
Noooo, this is not a shameless rip-off. I used a yellow butterfly. Gheesh!
Edited to Add: No, there is no horse behind the yellow butterfly. As far as I know nothing larger than a squirrel uses the facilities...oh all right, maybe a cat, perhaps a dog on the loose. There's an old junked truck behind the butterfly and it has caused me no small amount of consternation while I attempt strange camera angles to disguise the thing. Thank goodness the leaves are growing larger every day.