7.11.2006
10-4 Good Buddy
We had to rent a little truck to bring the baby furniture and pool table home. We stopped at a rest stop to snooze and Ken parked in the truck lot with the big boys.
7.03.2006
Eleven Pounds of Cherries!
We invested in a cherry pitter. Useful gadget when you have Eleven...Pounds...Of...Cherries. So far, we've made 2 cherry pies and these cheese blintzes with sour cream and cherries.
7.02.2006
6.25.2006
I'm Your Buddy
I have long said that I have a special tattoo across my forehead, visible only to crazy people, lunatics, schizophrenics, and the like. It says, "Hey...I'm your buddy."
Take, for example, this fellow. He marched right past 25 other people seated in an outdoor ceremony commemorating the 60th anniversary of Grandma and Papa Biscuit, smack in the middle of the service, stopped right in front of me, and asked that I take his picture. With my camera. Now we're buddies.
Take, for example, this fellow. He marched right past 25 other people seated in an outdoor ceremony commemorating the 60th anniversary of Grandma and Papa Biscuit, smack in the middle of the service, stopped right in front of me, and asked that I take his picture. With my camera. Now we're buddies.
6.20.2006
5.20.2006
5.13.2006
4.17.2006
Easter Baskets
I made little Easter eggs to give to the parents at brunch this weekend with a little fortune for the future! When he saw them at the place settings, Pa Biscuit remarked about the eggs and asked if 'there was a blessing inside.' I mumbled something about black jelly beans and quickly left so my shock wouldn't ruin the surprise.
4.11.2006
1.05.2006
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