It's been another busy month for the flies in the Tolley Household.
First: A Recap
With health and age concerns, the powers-that-be (Husby) have decided 2024 and 2025 will be 'The Years of the Travel' and so far they've delivered.
March and April in Europe:
A little bit of Florence |
Auntie Q holding her nephew! |
June exploring Saskatchewan and crying over graduates:
Eldest Grandson |
Third Granddaughter--my writer! |
Hanging Hearts Lake, Saskatchewan |
And then July. Home with family, then off to visit extended family in Nova Scotia:
Annual Family Medieval Feast |
A little pilgrim girl... |
Peggy's Cove with my sister!!! |
Did I mention that her youngest son, my nephew, is a chef? Well, he is and this is what he made for us:
You can check out his other videos at Redsfeast on Youtube. Bring your appetite!
Thank you for taking this whirlwind trip with me!
And now...a story... (Warning: Nudity!)
First, a little background (*snort*)
I get to have Q, Granddaughter #11 with me whenever her mama works. Which isn't often enough for me!
Recently, Son # 2 and his wife went to Scotland for a little rain-soaked and wonderful holiday. This is what they brought me:
Which is a huge joke here because Gramma (me) goes every year to see the Highland Games and every single one of those stone throwers is wearing underwear. Just ask all of us senior women who line up every year to watch the event!
Ahem...
Also: Grampa, whilst all of this is going on inside, is out in the garden, shirtless to try and get some sun.
Now on to my story...
This magnet sits at the very top of my fridge where I thought none of the youngers would see it. But little Miss Bright Eyes did.
Q: Gramma? Why isn't that girl wearing any underwear?
Me: That's not a girl, sweetie. That's a guy and it's kind of a joke. You see, the men in this country called Scotland have special cloth that they make into what is called a kilt. Different colours for different families. It's kind of like a skirt for guys. And they claim they don't wear any underwear under the kilt.
Q: (Thinking it over) Well, I always wear underwear under my skirts! And leggings, too!
Me: Yes, Sweetie. The men are very proud of their kilts. Here I'll show you some pictures.
Picture us looking at...pictures.
One of them is of a VERY buff man. Shirtless. In a kilt.
Q: Oh look, Gramma! He looks just like Grampa. But with muscles.
Me: Bwahahahaha!
I think it very odd, but my husby didn't find it nearly as funny as I did.
Hmmmm...
Fly on the Wall is a monthly challenge that I share with my blogging sisters, Karen and Marcia where we invite people into our lives and recap the activities and/or thoughts of our past month.
This was a wee glimpse into mine...
Now see what my sisters have done!
Wow--you are living your best life!! I think I need to come visit for awhile....
ReplyDeleteYou would be so welcome, Marcia! Next: Tahiti!
DeleteI can just imagine what went through your head the minute you realized your magnet had been spotted.
ReplyDeleteOops. I should have known...
DeleteI love the pictures. Congrats on the new addition to the family.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I always wanted to be a great Grandparent. Now I get to be a Great Grandparent!
DeleteThank you! I'm tired...
ReplyDeleteWhat fun, travel, fun with grandchildren, and new babies of a new generation. Congratulations and thank you for coming back each month to play on your blog with us.
ReplyDeleteI miss you so much, Mimi! Thank you for remembering me!
DeleteI remember watching Truth or Consequences with Dad one afternoon probably 50 years ago now. This very excited girl was the contestant and she couldn't seem to calm down. The question came up: "What is a 'Sporon'?" The anyone who knows about the Scotsman's attire, a sporon is that bag that is fixed to a Scotsman's kilt. Well, the girl was super excited and Bob Barker was trying to calm her down.
ReplyDelete"I know what it is! I know what it is!" she kept chanting. Then suddenly blurted out, "It's that thing that hangs between a Scotsman's legs!"
Well, I don't think they were able to restore order for the rest of that episode. The poor woman was humiliated beyond measure and even Bob Barker, as calm and collected as he usually was, was amost on the floor laughing. I might add that Dad, especially, enjoyed it...
Bwahahahahaha! Perfect!
Deletethank you, EC! I feel so blessed!
ReplyDeleteI finally stopped laughing between the Scotland souvenir from your son and your brother's anecdote re Truth or Consequences (did you know some shows are on You Tube? I wonder if that one is) - and it took a long time. Deep breath; I can finally comment. We were in Halifax and Sydney last week on a cruise and my husby is certain he saw a similar magnet for sale in a Scottish store. He didn't tell me and hmmm, I wonder why. LOLOLOL!
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