Agnes by Tony Cochran for December 26, 2022

One of her mother’s boyfriends must have had more than two coins to rub together.

rub it, Trout

Hmmm… Boots leftover from her mom’s ‘dancing’ career?

Someday that girl is gonna have such a therapy bill….

Today is National Whining Day. Agnes always has a reason to celebrate it. She always gets socks for Christmas. Granma is very predictable in that way.

Trout’s Mom seems to shop a few more clearance racks than Grannie.

Must have been from “Uncle Roy”… ☺

(Yippee-Ki-Yay, Mother, um… Trucker!)

Socks are better than no socks.

Not “every” year; some years, it’s underwear

Socks vs. cowboy boots? Agnes certainly fared far better than Trout in the gift-receiving department!

Cowboy boots or socks? Please, I’d really rather have the socks!

A long time ago, I spent a few very miserable years in Dallas, Texas, amongst a lot of pretend cowboys who would faint or cry and run home to mommy if they ever saw a cow within ten yards of them. One day, I sore a scrawny guy with a gigantic pot belly walking into my office building decked out in full cowboy regalia, with a gigantic gold belt buckle over his huge pot belly, wearing very pointy, fancy cowboy boots and a cowboy hat, and I realized I was the only person laughing. That’s when I knew I had to get out of Texas.

When my kids were small, there were so many organizations giving gifts to "poor’ kids, that most poor kids got way better stuff than we bought for our own kids!

More like ruts and repeats.

Trout’s mom must have had a good year!

Hence her happiness.

I live in Texas, and I sell rhinestone boots on the weekend. Have a great life here. What was it that made you so miserable? Your attitude? That will follow you to any state.

Seriously. Thank you.