FRIDAY FUNNY

The oldest and the youngest in our family
contemplating who puts down the first word in Scrabble!

Here's a cool message about GROWING OLD ........













Oh, shucks, now I forgot what it was!!




Comments

Monica Sharman said…
Thanks for the chuckle. :)
August 14, 2009 at 10:59 AM
Ruth's Photo Blog said…
Ha,Ha,Ha.Funny,yet all too true.
Blessings,Ruth
August 15, 2009 at 10:40 AM
Louise | Italy said…
What a lovey picture - the oldest and the youngest. I caught my Mum (69) playing scrabble with my neice (9) the other day - guess who was winning?
August 15, 2009 at 1:04 PM
Brenda Leyland @ Its A Beautiful Life said…
Too funny, Karin!

Thanks for stopping by my place. I had thought about posting on Skywatch and will do it next Friday, so thanks for the confirmation.

Are you the author of the Time Alone poem --- beautiful!

I enjoyed the phrase -- not a waste of time, but a wait in time!
August 15, 2009 at 1:45 PM
Karin said…
Thanks all for your visit and encouraging thoughts. Yes, Brenda, I'm the author of Time Alone. I usually sign my poems but called this one is more a prayer. Haven't been signing the prayers. Perhaps I shall from now on. Thanks again!
August 15, 2009 at 2:45 PM
George said…
Cute post! I have the same problem though. I had a profound comment that just went away!
August 15, 2009 at 5:56 PM
C. JoyBell C. said…
hahahahahahahaahah! I guess I know what that means, then! hahahahahaahahha!

Adorable photo up there, Karin! :)
August 16, 2009 at 10:21 PM
Kimberly Pitman said…
So who won the game?!!! (Probably the first person who remembered to put down a tile. lol!)

Too funny, Karin! Thanks for the laugh.

(I'm enjoying catching up on what I missed while I was otherwise occupied.)
August 21, 2009 at 4:03 PM
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