Message from Foxy Lady...




My favorite story about your mother is...



We had been talking about trying to save money to
go to Nashville & shortly after,
we were taking a trip to your mothers hometown...
we stopped in a restaurant in a nearby town
with our trusty "so much off coupons"...



After all, we were trying to save money, right?...
as we sat there looking at the menu the waitress,
who was just as friendly as could be walks up to take our order...



Well, your mother took one look at the prices on that menu
& before the poor waitress had time to ask us what we wanted,
your mother pipes right in with
"How the heck are we going to get to
Nashville paying these kind of prices?
Come on, Foxy Lady we'll find a cheaper restaurant... "



Well, by this time I was that embarrassed that
I would not have sat there any longer, anyway...
She had me out of that restaurant so fast, it was unbelievable!!!
I don't think we ate till we got to her hometown...
But it didn't really matter, we never got to Nashville anyway...
we did have a good laugh over it later...

Foxy Lady