Hooray! The car is fixed and we’re finally heading home. Since I am out of wireless and Internet range, I’m leaving the post writing to you. Remember, keep each other entertained until I get home.
We had a visitor the other day. At first, from the corner of his eye, Joe thought it was a rock. I thought it was a helmet — because, well, it makes perfect sense that a helmet would randomly appear outside the front door, right? I know. A definite “duh” moment.
In any event, the rock/helmet came to life with legs and a head.
As we marveled at our close encounter, he/she started to move and I snapped the picture below — and it is in desperate need of a caption.
Since Joe and I are somewhere on a highway driving home to New York — and without Internet access — I thought I would hand over the post writing to all of you. So get your imaginations and your creative juices flowing, and comment your caption (or two or three) below. In fact, invite your friends and families, co-workers and strangers to do the same. This isn’t a contest — just a chance for fun.
I’ll get the ball rolling.
After years of living life in the slow lane, Tess thought, “At last, I have met the frog of my dreams — but he doesn’t even know I’m alive.”
And now, Joe and I are in the car for the drive back to Long Island. I’m looking forward to reading your comments when I get home. Have fun!
41 thoughts on “Heading Home — And It’s All Write By Me”
AHH! BACK OFF! I HAVE A GOLF CLUB AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT!
Why, Winston, you make being green look so easy!
Good one, Cheryl! By the way, I love the name Winston!
Where do you get your sporty duds, Frog? I need some apparel !
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Congrats on your new blog home!
I wonder what the turtlistas are wearing these days? 🙂
Quit playing games and get back to the garden! I’m paying you to eat bugs, not swing clubs!
You can’t blame a frog for trying. . . 🙂
what a cutie !!!
Warts and all! 🙂
Go on! Go on! Hit me! I dare ya!
My money is one the turtle. She (or he) is built like a tank! 🙂
Frogger Woods, I presume?
“I wish I could be more free and easy like you … I just can’t get out of my shell.”
Jason, thanks for the laugh!
Oh, no! My Prince Charming has shown up, and I’m too short to kiss him!
I hate when that happens! 🙂
Dude, you’ve go to be true to yourself, she ain’t going to buy it.
Reed, thanks for the chuckle! 🙂
Oh Brad! It’s just golf all the time with you! What happened to us?
As golf has become more popular, I have a feeling so too has this question. 🙂
Are you here for the party, i heard the appetizers are to die for!
I hope they’re not serving frog legs! 🙂
“Hey babe, come here often? I hear you’re a real swinger!”
(frogger woods….still giggling)
What’s your sign? 🙂
“Huh, I’m sure this guy was a prince when I last saw him!”
Very nice! 🙂
What’s the secret password??
If I told you, it wouldn’t be a secret! 🙂
Every journey holds something new to discover, no matter what you are.
I love this sentiment. Beautifully stated. 🙂
Hey Ben Frogan, whadaya say we shoot 18?!
Um, this is like a whole new language for me. 🙂
“Yo Rib-it” -There not buying it,your still a frog.Lets head back to the pond!
Your pad or mine? 🙂
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This was SO MUCH FUN to read through!
Thanks for the croaks (um, er, I mean giggles)!
Frogger Woods, too rich…
Hi Cheryl. Glad you had the chance to hop on over. It was a lot of fun, and I appreciate all of the comments. 🙂