Tuesday, July 12, 2011

And I'll Do It Again If I Can Call Myself Elly May

Oh, the things we do for our children.

My son needs a bed for his apartment at school next year. We bought a bed several years ago for the cabin my husband lives in as a summer music camp faculty member.

"Perfect!" we thought. "We'll ask the camp to move one of the beds they have in storage into our cabin, and we'll let our son have the one we own."


Now, when you strap a mattress and box springs to the top of your car to drive it across town, that's normal moving.

When you strap it to the top of your car and drive it 400 miles through the mountains and in several rainstorms, that, my friends, is The Beverly Hillbillies.


Of course, for my kids, I would do it again.

But only if I can call myself Elly Mae and go for a swim in the cement pond afterward.

2 comments:

Shirley said...

Oh, I'd have loved to have seen you on the interstate!! :)

Pretty Things said...

That's hilarious!