Sunday, June 24, 2007

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THE MURDER HOUR said...

Look! It's Chrissy Dianne! But that's not her brother on the table!

bridget said...

where's kenny dean?

McGrath said...

what are you two talking about...

bridget said...

you were probably too young to realize it, but there were hoosiers living behind the log pile on clifton...they wore nothing but underwear, ate gravy bread or beans and corn at every meal and were named chrissy dianne and kenny dean. that's what we're talking about!!! chrissy dianne is alive and well and living in your kitchen!!!

THE MURDER HOUR said...

You need to ask Tina about Chrissy Dianne!
She was once spotted in Maine, but yeah, where is Kenny Dean?

Molly said...

Oh my god, B & N just called one or both of your kids hoosiers! On the internet, no less! I'm insulted for you!

THE MURDER HOUR said...

Now Molly,
we all know that YOUR family are the BIGGEST hoosiers. M&M have a long way to go to get that distinction!

McGrath said...

not a problem, i just have to say... did anyone ever give thought and offer those poor people with only names and underware living "behind the woodpile" any food, or for that matter spare change or clothes?

THE MURDER HOUR said...

C'mon, we were a family of 8 kids (with the exception of that summer Maryannn & Kathleen came to live with us-then we were 10!), and unaware that anyone could be so lucky to have their OWN underwear! Not to mention lucky enough to have GRAVY BREAD! Now tell me you don't remember Tiajuana Tamales! AARF!

bridget said...

i actually liked tiajuana tamales!

Molly said...

Yeah, I liked Tijuana Tamale the first 20 times we ate it. After that, it really got old. And after the 100th time, I vowed never, NEVER to eat it again. (Nora, I think you should make it for B. when you're here in August - I won't be eating it myself...)