EverAfterLand

PhotoStory Friday - Appley Apples

Hosted by Cecily and She's a moron and can't remember...

Now that we have landed in New England, we are trying out all kinds of New Englandy things!  First up,

APPLE PICKING!

"For appley apples in the apple garden that grows, grows, GROWS!" according to Miss Priss.

 

The first pick!

 

Oh, and Miss Sunshine and I were there, too!

 

All bundled up, of course!  We were obvious California transplants.  There were kids running around in shorts and t-shirts.

But back to the apples.  Daddy was the crane, and Priss was the picker.

 

She's going for two this time - what a pro!

Hey, check out them apples!

What?

I heard this is the way all proper Rhode Island women put them on display!

Mommy of the Year - Corporal Punishment

"I...can't....do...this.....anymore," she panted.

"Tough, keep going," was the response.

No warmth, no love, just the cold, sharp words slicing through the air like daggers.

"But I'm tiiiiiired," she pleaded, about ten seconds later.

"I don't care.  KEEP GOING."

The small girl continued on her grueling task.  She had to.  She was too afraid of what might happen if she paused in her work for even a second.

"My arm hurts," the sweet child whimpered, hoping for a twinge of humanity out of this heartless woman.

"YOU did this to YOURSELF," the haggard woman shrieked, "Now quit whining and KEEP WORKING!!!"

There had been no trial.  No fair and balanced judicial system.  Simply the will of a tyrant wielding her power over a small powerless girl.

Now I ask you.... did the punishment fit the crime?

 

Oh, yeah, WE'RE BACK, baby.

And like that pathetically re-rolled spool of toilet paper, we're a little bit bigger, we're in a total state of shambles, and the shit just won't stop coming.

This is Happily-Ever-After-Land -- Signing On.