Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I went to Florida, and all I got was this...

When a normal family goes to Florida for a vacation, they bring back normal things.

Like a Disney t-shirt.
Some seashells.
Maybe a bag of oranges.

Not us.

We bring this back to Texas:
Grandma's hip.

Shown here proudly displayed on the table next to Hubster's recliner. And you know what this means. 

I have to change my whole decorating scheme from Early Caveman to Contemporary Prosthetic.