I didn’t have my camera out to take a photo of Roy’s Ex-Wife’s ugly ass shoes… I get into enough trouble without tryin’ to be stealthy and take photos.
But… They looked like this…
but with a one inch heal and black.
Like my 3rd grade teacher used to wear.
Roy and I are headed out to Iowa for some birthday fun!! Wooo Hooo!!!
Well, as much fun as a you can have at a 90yr old’s party.
So you know I have a problem with funerals, dead people, and caskets… I DON’T DO ‘EM!! My sister in-law knows this fact!
And she mailed us a photo of RoySr in his casket!!!
She wrote on the outside of the envelope that she did it, so I didn’t open the letter. But it just freaked me out! When Roy got home, I showed it to him and told him that he needed to do whatever he needed to do with it so that I NEVER, EVER, FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, SEE THAT PHOTO!
He teased me, “but it’s the best he’s looked in years.”
And the tears just spontaneously fell from my eyes. It was not funny to me. “I can’t deal with it. Please, I just can’t.”
And he folded it up as small as he could and disposed of it.
Am I wrong?
Okay, enough heart breakin’ creepy shit… I hope to come home from Iowa with wild tales.