P.S. Great Minds R Us, Deanie, Darlin'!!!

I started my "Happy Plus 2," note to ya 'afore ya posted yers but it took me so long ta finish it - busy spell-chickin' - ya beat me to the punch with yer "Happy Plus Two P.S.," darlin'. So imagine my delight ta fine how we posted the 'xact, same thing!!! Jest 'nudder example a those great Deanie 'n Bud mines at work again!!! We n'ere sleep now, do we darlin'!?

Mucho gasseous fer appologizin' fer yer missin' a good nite postin', but really t'aint necessary. Like I said afore, I know ya must be a right busy gal 'n the miracle of a'tall is zat ya fine more'en a minute in yer busy day fer yer ol'BuddyE boy. I t'eren't offended nor riled in the least, doan chew worry yer purty lil'head 'bout a thang. First all, I unnderstan completely 'n seconal, ya can't do no wrong by me. But when ya wrote how everythang ya do ya do fer me, well, 'at 'bout stopped my clock permanent like on Deanie time. Frankly, I ain't deservin' a sucha great honor, so's I'd be happy ta forward my resume 'n work my way up from the bottom ta the top jest ta prove my worth. Kant I lick a boot er somethang?!

Boy, seems we suffer from the 'xact same lack o'self asteam!!! Gotta see the humor in it. I tell ya how silly yer being, then it's my turn to be Mr. MeaCulpa. Jest seems so strange t'have someone being so sweet 'n kine 'n lovin' ta me. It's jest gonna take a mite a gettin'use ta, darlin'. Not 'at I mind being spoiled like this inna least, but fer sure I ain't use ta such kine, thoughtful, lovin' Deanie treatment. Think I'mma gonna cry!!!!!

So, if'n ya wanna be in charge a rilin' 'ats all right by me, darlin'. Whatere ya want. I ain't never been much fer it anyways 'n yer so 'dorable when ya git a huffin' anna puffin' anna stompin' away. Me, soon's I git upset, my ol'red neck jest gits redder than a lobster inna sauna 'n these big ol'redneck veins a starta bulgin'out real scary like ta match my bulgin' red-rimmed eyes...Well, let's jest say t'aint a purty sight a'tall while yer still a bootiful princess when ya throws a hissy-fit tantrum 'n pouts. 'Sides Doc Hallyday says it's 'gainst orders fer my blood pressure ta git too high. Guess ya kin jest start callin' me mellow yellow. Oh yeah, don't know if'n I mentioned 'at lil'jauntice problema I had....

Mercy buckets fer the lullabye, baby. Wuz mighty thoughtful a ya 'n I loved it a whole lot. Sweet dreams ta ya, too, sweet darlin' o'mine.

I see the moon an' the moon sees me
Down through the leaves of the ol'oak tree
Please let the moon 'at shines on me
Shine on the one I love

O're the mountains, o're the sea
Back where my heart is longin' to be
Please let the moon that shines on me
Shine on the one I love

I heart a lark 'n he calls to me
Singin' a song fulla memory
Please send the song he sings to me
Back to the one I love

O're the mountains, o're the sea
Back where my heart is longin' to be
Please take the song he sings to me
Back to the one I love

I feel the sun as it warms my face
Smilin' down with boundless grace
Please let the sun that smiles on me
Smile on the one I love

O're the mountains, o're the sea
Back where my heart is longin' to be
Please let the sun that smiles on me
Smile on the one I love

I See The Moon - Mother Goose

XO
Bud