Don't blame me. Apparently, the GPS (whom we've named ROSEY) is not very healthy conscientious. Yes, that's right. In 2008 it's OK to blame the GPS for where we end up. Run, don't walk to your nearest GPS selling store so that you too can have someone (or thing) to blame in O8.
HHmmmmmmmmmmm.....
Posted by: gramma jayne | February 09, 2008 at 09:22 AM
O.K., I'll have one of those deep-fried on a toasted bun with extra butter and mayo, hold the pickle, chocolate shake with extra whip, biggie size the fries, sweet tea 42- ounce in a go-cup, double hunk of seven layer chocolate cake with pistacio ice cream, and uh ..a side of mac'n cheese with bacon ....and my sister will have the jello!
Posted by: ol' aunt Joan | February 10, 2008 at 09:11 AM
today i was watching rachel rays tasty travels and she went to seattle and went to dicks diner!!! i started laughing and i was so exited to tell you!! haha
love
jordan ,
Posted by: jordan | February 18, 2008 at 08:26 PM