Diane is preparing to sell her house in Canada. Canadians, just like Americans, make it a point to get their house in the shape the wish it was always in while they lived there prior to selling it. At least that’s how we always did it. (I think, the longest I ever walked on new [...]
I’m guessing you’ve seen a photo similar to this one: The story I’ve read is that the couple in the background had set the camera’s timer and struck a pose. Before the photo snapped the squirrel stood in front of the camera. In the time that has passed since his first appearance, I’ve seen the [...]
“Son, do you feel okay?” asked my father. We were hanging a door, though if I were to be honest we were splitting the work 75/25, with dad doing most of the hard-thinking, calculating and with me doing most of the “what now” asking. “I feel fine, why?” “Your breath smells terrible. You smell like [...]
Let’s see, it’s been more than a week since I’ve been married. In that time I’ve been a horrible blogger. What can I say? The wife has been keeping me busy since the wedding… if you know what I mean. And if by “if you know what I mean” you think I mean “the two [...]
Granny and Big D have been married 50 years today. (Of course, they were married 50 years yesterday too, but we had that whole Canada-Week thing going and I know mom and dad hate to mess up a theme. So, technically, today is 50 years and one day.) That’s me in the middle. Technorati Tags: [...]
Janelle, from Junk Food 4 The Soul, has awarded me a Great Buddy Award. She’s the middle one in the photo below; I’m the tall one next to her. Janelle was kind enough, along with several other unfortunates, to put up with my non-stop babbling one evening in Florida; this certainly puts her in the [...]
Haydn had a guitar lesson last night and when he took his guitar (a Christmas Gift) out of the bag he found the headstock had broken off. This, of course, put the guitar terribly out of tune. (We’re not sure what happened; it can’t be a case of it being tuned too tightly… If anything, [...]
I know it’s in poor form for a person to laugh at the things he puts together, however, this tickles me every time I look at it. This was one of my Natural Bridge photos. I thought I’d put it here for those folks who forgot to click through. Technorati Tags: Natural Bridge Kentucky
My mother and father (who, I’ll remind you, are Trophy Parents) moved to Frenchburg, Kentucky (that would be Francaiseburg, to keep with a recent theme) not too long ago. Yesterday I decided to make the four-hour drive to visit them and, like I do so many times, decided to turn it into a five-hour drive. [...]
As you might recall I spent the Thanksgiving holiday with my brother and sister-in-law; my nephew and 50% of my nieces were there as were Granny and Big D (my Trophy parents for you new folks). Over the holiday: I went sailing Due to overcrowding at my brother’s home I slept at the house of [...]
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