Day 71 - NO! I'm not part of a triplet!

Ok!  Prosecco, Stella and Gin is not a combination I would recommend and certainly a mixture I am not going to repeat, especially on a school night. #fool #hungover

But last night was fun and our mid week jolly was a nice way to say a Jackwood Auf Wiedersehen (my World Cup link) to the boys....

My vintage photos on Facebook seemed popular the other evening and resulted in some comments and comparisons.......

NO I AM NOT PART OF A TRIPLET!!!!

How rude, I may have been rotund when I was a nipper but a cabbage patch doll and Chunk from the Goonies, please.....but hey, Chunk was cool....

Chunk: "Everything. OK! I'll talk! In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life."