Happy birthday Bubba

It's Happy Birthday to me!!!!!! Good mornin Possum's,Peeps and all the folks whom think I'm special! My Dad (Mike) got up this mornin and gave me the surprise of my life!



He made me a birthday breakfast fit for kings! He made me chocolate gravy and biscuits!!! Yummy! Move aside stuffin in my tummy cause here's comes somethin yummy!!!!!!! Wow! It was ta die for! Back in the days when my Grandmother was a kid this was a poor mans dessert. Now it's considered gourmet!



Here's a close up of my wonderous birthday treat!!! As ya'll can see in the first picture up above, I was treated to the getto limo ride! I was lettin the wind blow throught my brown sock scalp. My Sock Monkey ears were flappin in the wind!! I almost took flight because of it.



The little evil Dude was there to wish me a happy birthday for my mornin pee! Why thank you little Evil Dude of the soap dish.



My birthday wish has already come true and yes I did blow out the candles on my chcolate gravy and biscuits...anyway this lady runs the Sock Monkey ministeries. She was givin out Sock Monkeys to the downs syndrome children in the hospital! Joy for everyone on my birthday!!!!!! Sock Monkey love!
Now I hear all ya'll askin for the chocolate gravy recipe!

Chcolate gravy recipe
1 1/2 cups of milk
1/2 cup of sugar
1 1/2 tbsp of cocoa
1 1/2tbsp corn starch
1/4 cup of margerine

Mix dry ingredients and stir into warm milk. Get yourselves a can of biscuits and follow manufacturer directions. Then feast till your tummy is full. Wait for it...wait for it....Enjoy the sugar rush! Just kiddin.



That's how my birthday started out! There will be an update should birthday festivities continue throughout the day!Bubba

retraction

Good evenin my Possum's. It's a sad day when I Bubba, the sock, the man, the legend have ta make a retraction from my very own blog. Ya'll remember this fire drill chick from this mornin right? She's a very nice lady that works with Mike and her real name is McCgray. Mike has a bad habit of callin her McCkay (remember he had brain trouble,But we don't talk about it *wink*). So my deepest Sock apologies to her for that mistake. Have a great evein!Bubba

There's a Sock Monkey in my soup

Being a wonderful cool mornin in the Nashville area, Mike and I decided to make a pot of home made Veggie soup. I ain't sharin it with little evil dude! Soup dish water for you little evil Dude! Totally! Like rockin the house Veggie soup!!!! It was so good after a nice long nap. The recipe ya'll ask? here it is......


Veggie soup
dip soup out of pot and eat it!
a 1/4 cup of happiness with just a dash fallness.

I wanted to sit on the edge of the pot and dangle my feet in,but Mike wouldn't have it! That could have been dangerous had a carrot gone floatin bye! How do ya splain to the cops that your Sock Monkey drown in a pot of veggie soup? he'll go all murder on your ass and stuff! Totally! He wouldn't be able to do a tape outline of the sock body. Talk about bein T'ed off!

The Sunday meetin

Hello Possum's, Peeps and genral Sock Monkey lovers! There's this little evil dude that lives on the bathroom soap dish! Hello little evil dude sittin in the soap dish! Hey little evil Dude, why are you so evil? He said I'm some of this and some of that! I said totally!



WFM Ware house Meetin so early on a Sunday mornin! The weeeeee hours I'm talkin bout!All fire drill and shit! I met McCkay out in the parkin lot fire drillin with everyone else. And now for the moment ya'll all been waitin for all years long! My famous Pumpkin pose!



Happy Sunday!Bubba

Sock Monkey ramblings

It was a dark and stormy night...the kind of night any Sock Monkey would not go out on. There were no photo shoots lined up for such a furious night. The lightnin lit up the sky as if it were daylight out. The twilight of the stars glistened in the heavens as if they were glitter,but were hidden behind the darkest storm clouds one could imagine.



I sat alone on the toilet tank tryin to read a good book to distrack me from the ragin storm outside. Dee Linder writes a compellin story if I do say so myself. Yes say it with me ("Monkey Love") the name of the story. I tried with all my might to concetrate on the story at hand,but there were trees outside brushin up against the house as the wind blew so hard, the fall leaves danced in the night stormy air. Rainin so hard, we could hear it on the rooftop of our town house. I hear trash cans blow over with a crash scarin me down to my polyfil stuffin! Mike and his two Chihuahuas were fast alseep across the hall in their bedroom,leavin me all alone by myself to weather out the storm on my own.



I wondered downstairs in hopes comfort food would help. Mac and cheese on the menu for such a terrible night. The storm bein so bad I could hear the hard noodles in the box rattle. Out of the corner of my button eyes I noticed movement in the darkened corner of the kitchen. It was a shadow of the ragin blowin trees outside that created the scary shadows on the wall lit up by the lightnin. I gasp and jumped back in fear! Not a pretty sight a Sock Monkey tremblin to the very core. I tip toed past the window in hopes a loud burst of thunder wouldn't scare me so bad I would fall to the floor. Layin, tremblin on the cold hard tile floor. Mike came in and picked me up for a warm squishy hug. I was never so glad to see my human as I was at this very moment! Have a nice Friday!Bubba

Monday

Good mornin and welcome to another Bubba's Sock Drawer blog Possum's! This is the Pirates buried treasure I found it! Mine now! Would be great if it really was,but unfortunately just a bunch of old Mardi gra beads. Oooooouuu shiney! The day has started off really pretty!



I will start off the week with art work from a fan. This painted tile was sent to me in the mail. Thank you Lulu for such a fine piece of art. Hope you don't mind me sharin it with my Possum's and peeps.



Now onto Mike's artwork. He started with my Bubba mug in the center.



Mike is out at the grocery store and he does not know I'm revealin his art to the world at large. Ssssssshhhhhhhh! Don't tell him!


There are way more than these two shots. I'll have to sneak more later.


I was at the park this mornin. Swings are good hammicks!



This is a photo of a movie I was in. 9/11 Sock Monkeys. No really 911 Sock MOnkeys from a private collection. We will never forget!Bubba

The sun sets

As the sun sets over Nashville this beautiful Sunday evenin,one wonders what to do with themselves. Out comes the imagination for a wonderous tour and guided walk through our enchanted garden. Remember the word imagination!





I was sittin on this Hollywood squares thingey out in the back alley way.......Why do we have this Hollywood Squares thingey in the back alley way? One never knows what one will find out in the back alley way,but it was quite interestin ta say the least. It was worth a photo for bloggin sake.



Next I was by this birdhouse tea pot. Can ya'll say Mad Hatter in the garden? That was what I was thinkin while ponderin if life did in fact exist on other planets. Sorry....my Sock Monkey mind tends ta wonder a bit at times. Could it be that my Polyfil stuffin moved ever so slightly to the left? It'll make your button threads go all tangled on ya!



It's a backyard with a view! The trash cans go nicely this time of year. A smell only the flies could love.


If ya'll remember,this little birdhouse had snow on it in one of our winter blogs. So now I just sit on it and perch. it's only on the fence. No birds have ever lived in it.



Ever count how many times the electric ring goes round in the meter box? Me either,but I thought it would give my Possum's something to wonder about.



Just walkin about in the flowers! House leeks bloom this time of year.



What garden would be complete without bamboo wind chimes? Can you say "that's so 70's"? Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!


This is what happens to teapots that have lost their use. They get turned into flower pots. I have a drill and I'm not afraid ta use it!



The tiniest rose ever!


That's about it for a quiet lonely afternoon!Bubba