Today actually marks the 40th birthday of Secret Agent Man and identical twin brother, Flyboy. Family and friend surprised them last night with a birthday party. A lot of crazy planning and shucking/jiving went on to pull this off as a surprise. At the last minute a change in venue meant that I had to call people and make the following statement:
"Hey the weather might be bad so we have moved the party to the Double D Worm Farm. Y'all come on out!"
Never in my city girl life did I think I would be hosting a party at a worm farm. And that is not even the half of it. A George Jones impersonator showed up complete with a 'possum tattoo on his shoulder. Boy howdy, I wish I had gotten a picture of that. Food and Karaoke ruled the evening. Southern Fried Momma was spinnin' the tunes and Toots was living the karaoke life. And, things really got hoppin' when the ladder was pulled out so that someone could climb it and turn on the disco ball....hung by extension cord.