We had movies before bed. Slept late in the morning. Art. We had a visit from my grandma. That’s her, holding my grandbaby. There was a kooky fashion show. Some of this, and some of that. And these chickens were pretty cool. The kids argued over naming them, but in the end, I saw a […]
It’s a bike ride with Grandpa and alot of rowdy bike riders. Here he comes with t.c. cheering. This is me and my dad in his garage. I didn’t see him today, only talked on the phone. Some animal called a fisher cat got into the chicken coop and killed most of the chickens. He
and their dads– These quick weekend pictures of Julia and her dad caught me tonight. This is me and MY dad, Pam in my lap, back in 1963. Here’s Kirby in 1987. And Heidi in 1988. My mom and her dad in 1943. I have no particular point here, and yet I do. It’s easy
pretty b.g Yesterday was actually a finer than usual Thursday. Heidi called Wednesday and asked if I wanted to help her put away baby stuff. Absolutely! Yes, yes yes! That baby is due any day. Heidi’s hoping for next weekend. We had fun. Tim and Julia helped me carry all the baby stuff from the
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It’s our 32nd anniversary. what is up with this picture? why do we look so excited? i cannot remember. My parents took us out for dinner, pretty nice. They offered to take the whole family, all the kids. No. Absolutely not. No children involved. They’ve been married almost 50 years. Only us. We had a
All dressed up: I only took a couple pictures at church because it feels impolite, for some unknown reason. We were there early because the guys were ushers, so I sneaked a couple without flash. this is a friend’s son lighting candles. (he’s wearing his bell ringer gloves.) The service was gorgeous–beautiful music, formal, elegant,
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Tonight was the Halloween party at my parents. It was loud, and rowdy, and awesome. At one point my mom said her head was swimming. I teased her, “At least none of them brought their dogs.” She hooted. (Anyway, this marks the one year point of this blog too, by the way. I started it
Okay, I’d not heard this story from Labor Day weekend. We spent the weekend with my parents at their place in Wisconsin, and had a great time. My dad told this story to my sister, and she told it to me, and I laughed until I had to dry my eyes. I don’t know why
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joe and heidi cutting flower in the garden We had a great weekend with my parents, got to see my grandma, and Saturday the big kids came. Very nice. Some pics for fun: the driving range behind the barn badminton playing dress up in the log cabin–the dark haired child is dannell’s sister’s daughter m.c.
Okay we’ve talked bobcat. http://well–yeah.blogspot.com/2009/11/bobcat-story.html Taxidermy old bobcat. His name is Bob. How crazy is that? Well, the mice are feasting on old Bob. They like his nasty old dusty fur to line their nasty little nests. My parents called to talk about this. How do we dispose of Bob in terms of Kari, aka
