Tuesday, September 28, 2004
The Braschler Family Show
Well twice or thrice monthly posting isn't that bad a record is it?
I am belly achingly yet triumphantly returning from the big starchy white and tubby American middle.
Branson, Missouri you sunshiny version of Vegas with flag draped gospel singing prosthelytizers replacing your one-armed bandits and chorus girls. The natural views are awe-inspiringly beautiful - the Ozarks are truly gorgeous and I'm not just saying that because I happen to have been born and lived for a year in your mini-mountainous embrace. And the aching belly is my own fault for seeking out biscuits and gravy for almost every meal (no wonder I'm taking advantage of my very low waistline jeans today - just let the new belly hang right over the top.) At least you'll sit up straight! Gives ole extra belly more clearance.
From chicken fried steak from our waitress warbling unique version of son of a preacher man to the Braschler Family Extravaganza forcing a standing ovation by tricklily raising our beloved flag to a rousing rendition of "ONE NATION UNDER GOD!!!!!!!" I cannot remain immune to Branson's effects. Even without extra belly I have been altered. The real take home message: there are way too many George W bumper stickers in Missouri in general. Take note. and if this worries you too, try and do something about it. If you have any ideas feel free to share.
PS check out those leather vests! Sassy Braschler boys seek new friends for fun!
I am belly achingly yet triumphantly returning from the big starchy white and tubby American middle.
Branson, Missouri you sunshiny version of Vegas with flag draped gospel singing prosthelytizers replacing your one-armed bandits and chorus girls. The natural views are awe-inspiringly beautiful - the Ozarks are truly gorgeous and I'm not just saying that because I happen to have been born and lived for a year in your mini-mountainous embrace. And the aching belly is my own fault for seeking out biscuits and gravy for almost every meal (no wonder I'm taking advantage of my very low waistline jeans today - just let the new belly hang right over the top.) At least you'll sit up straight! Gives ole extra belly more clearance.
From chicken fried steak from our waitress warbling unique version of son of a preacher man to the Braschler Family Extravaganza forcing a standing ovation by tricklily raising our beloved flag to a rousing rendition of "ONE NATION UNDER GOD!!!!!!!" I cannot remain immune to Branson's effects. Even without extra belly I have been altered. The real take home message: there are way too many George W bumper stickers in Missouri in general. Take note. and if this worries you too, try and do something about it. If you have any ideas feel free to share.
PS check out those leather vests! Sassy Braschler boys seek new friends for fun!
Friday, September 10, 2004
freedom
Do you know why I'm not complaining about the deluge and 200% humidity, do you? Where are the cries of "bad hair day" and the morning supah frizz?
YUP I cut it off!
I have decidely shorter hair and I'm loving it. Right out of bed its a little sillier looking than before but one little tug on the bangy bit followed by an overall smoothing motion and I'm good to go. I feel like I'm an inch taller and I've lost 10 pounds. I feel like I've been on a reality show, but without the brand new $2000 wardrobe. I feel like a ten year old in new sneakers. Running faster and jumping higher. I feel like little miss girl:progress 2004! Yee haw
Do you know why I'm not complaining about the deluge and 200% humidity, do you? Where are the cries of "bad hair day" and the morning supah frizz?
YUP I cut it off!
I have decidely shorter hair and I'm loving it. Right out of bed its a little sillier looking than before but one little tug on the bangy bit followed by an overall smoothing motion and I'm good to go. I feel like I'm an inch taller and I've lost 10 pounds. I feel like I've been on a reality show, but without the brand new $2000 wardrobe. I feel like a ten year old in new sneakers. Running faster and jumping higher. I feel like little miss girl:progress 2004! Yee haw
