Tonight is my Christmas Bunco Party...many of you are thinking what the heck's a bunco? Well, most of us don't even care what it is, we just like to get together. 12 dear friends meet once a month and play a dice game for money and prizes (sounds a little bit like the Price is Right). The money doesn't buy much but the friendship and laughter are priceless.
But~ before I head out to my gathering on the Island, I'm going over to the high school to watch Angie officiate. This is the first game I've seen her ref this year so I thought it would be nice to surprise her. I'll sit in the stands and yell things like... "come on, call the foul", or "how long does she get in the key?". It will be just like old times. I can't wait. She'll be so proud of me.
I've gotta go now, but if I get any photos I'll post them later.
Love you more. 'nuff said.
Doreen
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Mom-
I can't believe that I had to toss you out of the gym tonight. It was embarrassing for me and you should be ashamed of yourself for the things that came out of your mouth! Just kidding... thanks for coming.
Angie
Now that's a good mental image: Stanwood's Finest dragging a kicking and screaming Doreen out of the gym. And the headlines in the next paper: "Former Stanwood Cheerleader Confined to Straightjacket After..."
--Dave in MT
Now if I was Doreen ...I say Get back in the kitchen where you belong. I heard that saying once at a ballgame.
Hey, I heard someone say that too...and it was my DAD. He got in trouble for it if I remember right.
Hugs, Doreen
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