Percy and I headed to Memphis for the weekend to host a wedding shower for Lesley and Addison, so Chesley went to her Gammy's. A good time was had by all, as always. Gammy emailed me a few pictures from the weekend-but I'm sure there are many, many more I DON'T want or need to see!
The story behind the Mrs. Butterworth's syrup is that when Percy's sister Casey was little she was obsessed with Mrs. Butterworth from her commercials. Sadly, this was not the syrup of choice in her home. Apparently, the obsession got bad enough that one day Percy's grandfather, Poppa, had enough and took Casey to the store, (up the hill as they say-don't lie Cox's you know you do!), and bought her some Mrs. Butterworth's syrup. And that mean old lady wouldn't talk back to Casey once she was sitting on her kitchen table! Casey was convinced Mrs. Butterworth would talk back if she just kept up her end of the conversation and so she sat there talking away to a bottle of syrup that had nothing to say to her!
The story behind the Mrs. Butterworth's syrup is that when Percy's sister Casey was little she was obsessed with Mrs. Butterworth from her commercials. Sadly, this was not the syrup of choice in her home. Apparently, the obsession got bad enough that one day Percy's grandfather, Poppa, had enough and took Casey to the store, (up the hill as they say-don't lie Cox's you know you do!), and bought her some Mrs. Butterworth's syrup. And that mean old lady wouldn't talk back to Casey once she was sitting on her kitchen table! Casey was convinced Mrs. Butterworth would talk back if she just kept up her end of the conversation and so she sat there talking away to a bottle of syrup that had nothing to say to her!
Riding horses at Gammy's
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