In article >,
George Shirley > wrote:

> of Sir Neat. My grandkids are afraid to come into my kitchen since I
> bought one of those giant wooden spoons like the one Barb threatens
> everyone with.

Ya know, I don't think *I've* ever threatened anyone with one of my wood
spoons (I have a vast collection of shapes and sizes) ‹ that's usually
you or Bob. I like having the reputation for it, though. :-) Chris
says something like, "You're poking a stick at a sleeping bear, Little
Girl." LOL!


--
Barb, Mother Superior, HOSSSPoJ
On June 25, celebrating 65 years of joy and wonder. I got the joy
while everyone else wondered.