Sat-ur-day...Muh Baby or I just call him...
Doodle, Doodie, Big Guy, Muh Baby, Dude Man, or just Dude. Grandpa calls him Muh Main Man! This is a picture of him parching rice I harvested with my other baby Muh Glir.
Since I got high speed internet, I've enjoyed being on the computer more. Almost too much - it's so easy to sit by the computer while sipping on coffee, tea, or something more stimulating and thought provoking like a good glass of vino, or shingabaaboo.
But life outside cyberspace is calling today......my good niijikwe wants me to accompany her to a "hunters ball" north of here somewhere I've never been. That sounds a little scary to this ole shinaab, so I think I'll opt to go and listen to the beat of the drum, while being mesmerized by the dancers in all their finery. Besides, muh baby (he's 17 by the way) is singing on one of the drums.
Have a good day!
posted by Niijii | 10:00 AM
3 Comments:
Yikes! I'd probably opt for the drums too. -- hunters ball sounds like what I told u 'bout ol' ladies goin' to wait at Viking Bar - LMAO - wouldn't wanna be no "up north puss" if ya knowz what I mean jelly bean....LOL.
I know what you mean, the thought was like venturing into "unknown territory"!
Least u ended up havin' fun doin' the other thing - hope we can do that over T-giving one night.
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