Jordan turns 10 this week, can it be so? Anyway, as we have been discussing party ideas and present ideas, a decision has been made, which frankly, is embarassing to admit. Instead of a party, Jordan is getting a gun for his birthday. Yup, a gun. The kind that shoots bullets and not spongy, orange darts. I am sure that his idea was sparked by Shayne's love of shooting, however, I am behind it if only to avoid buying any more Pokemon cards that eventually will end up spread ALL OVER the house.
Having said that...
You know you're a redneck if you made a coke tower and homemade bombs on Thanksgiving. That is not a joke, we had access to the internet and a lot of time on our hands last Thanksgiving.
You know you're a redneck when you have a Troll doll on top on your Christmas tree, in place of a star or angel. Ours had blue hair.
You know you're a redneck if you have a toilet planter on your porch. Okay, that actually was my aunt that lived next door, and the toilet was actually blue.
You know, I reckon that there's probably a little redneck in all of us, but if you are Baxter, it might be just a little more obvious!
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