Sunday, September 14, 2014

Sunday Evening Post

J's phone was down for most of the week, so pictures were sparse.  Still, were able to take enough to prove our existence in this timeline.  The week in pics.

Bananas, kale, rice milk and curry spices with hot sauce blended together as a smoothie:
the curry slurry fury.

A giant spider has decided to build its web outside of our kitchen window.  
We watch each other eat.

A gift from Ghana.  Make fufu, not war!

It's what the teens are wearing to school these days.

Keeping kids busy for over one hundred years.

I can dig it.
I still chew a wad of Red Man once in a while myself just to keep close to my roots.

Ah. That first sip of refreshing seltzer water.
Might be his last sip, too.

Nice.  This is either a rendition of the Big Bad Wolf and the Three Little Pigs or Iron Maiden's new music video.

This crew pitched in to clean up parts of the beach as part of V's Bat Mitzvah service project.  Seeing the Stars of David on the shirts, the group was greeted with lots of Mazel Tovs.  J had one guy walk up to her and ask where he could find a good bagel and lox.  Oy vey schmear!  

The fearless leader V kept them on task.
Bathroom breaks were only allowed in the ocean.

Route 1 Sunset.

J's maiden name, seen in Paris.

J got a visit from Ghana Jen (that's what we call her to distinguish her from Wisconsin Jen).  They went to Target and the DMV together.  Ghana Jen might not be rushing back for another visit.

See you next week.

Best "Hick Life" song of all time:

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Sunday Evening Post

School is in full swing and we are getting used to the new daily routine.
The week in pics.

My son and his friend working on an after-school activity:

 Assembling minature fast food from Japan.  I dunno- maybe the internet has finally jumped the shark.  They enjoyed it, though.

A classmate from high school put together a VW car show in Dover called Volksbash.
It was beautiful weather on Sunday and a good time.
This is an original VW Karmann Ghia bought in 1971.  The owner told me that he has had more parts replaced (hip, knee, vertebrae) than it has.

The Ex-Pats storm Europe.
This photo reminds me lyrics from one my favorite songs:
"To be in England
In the Summertime
With my Love
Close to the Edge".
-Art of Noise

R is seen here retracing the steps his grandfather took in Normandy on D-Day.

It's always good to see what is shaking on the west coast.
M and S:
The San Francisco Treat.
M started kindergarden this week.  S threw a celebratory party.
It looks like he is crying, but he is actually leg pressing 450 pounds.  It's his new personal record.

They are either practicing dinosaur faces or prepping for Halloween.
Either one is a good idea.  

One last look at the local bank.  It has been bought out by one of the chains
(and I doubt they take livestock and veggies as payment like this one did).

I was super excited when I saw this, but then it turns out that BJ's is a wholesale club.
(I thought it stood for butter and jam -
get your head out of the gutter)!

Little Sluggers learning the basics of baseball.
If they had programs like this when I was growing up, I would've gone pro.

We watched the entire first season of BoJack Horseman on Netflix.
Bring on the fall TV season already!

La Tolteca opened up right next to the county library.  It is one of one our new hangs.
I took this shot inside.  It's a Mayan showing off his loin-cloth and headdress.
The caption should read:
"What?  This old thing?  I just grabbed it out of the closet".

I learned about Kilroy from my Great-Uncle Bill who spoke about seeing him over in Europe during the war.  He was drawn on the front of a VW bug at Volksbash.
It makes a good parting shot.
See you next week!

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Sunday Evening Post

Labor Day Weekend.
Last chance to wear white pants.
The week in photographs.

Which one is Mom and which one is daughter?
The only give-away is that 
Lizards always stick out their tongues.

E headed to the first day of kindergarten.
He got some new ink for the occasion.  On his left forearm it now reads:
"Born to Learn".

Fresh lima beans.
Men have been killed for a bushel.

We are fortunate to have a local outdoor ice cream and Italian ice joint in walking distance.  That way you can justify the indulgence by saying
"I'll walk it off."

M completing the 31 Heroes workout at Crossfit.

Face squinchers unite!

Someone left a bag of dog poop next to a tree in the park.
You shouldn't have.

Neat special effects are available to us now at L and I.  M made it look as if he was part of a creepy twin duo.
I only know of one set that's spookier:

Squirrel from down below.

My wife and me in Easton, MD, checking out a restaurant called Brasserie Brightwell.  Good eats, great coffee.
The name is too close to brassiere, though.
Change it.

A had a "Save the Whales" themed birthday party.
Happy B-Day, and kudos to Chef Dad for baking that one up.
Fudgie the Whale:
I give you notice.  You are no longer my favorite delectable dessert whale.
The door is behind you.

L snatched up a bushel of crabs.
It wouldn't be right to not have at least one crab-picking event before the summer is over.

Hernia on a stick.
Dumbbell at my gym.


Sort of hard to see, but that is a wild turkey strutting around my yard.  There are parts of my property that I don't mow and I always give the excuse that it is natural habitat for animals
(I'm just lazy, but this bolsters my defense).

One tradition that we hope to continue is my Mom's mac and cheese.  She made a mess of people happy with it as we made certain that we procured her recipe.
I will let you know how it is received.

See you next week.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Sunday Evening Post

This was the last week of summer vacation before school starts and we took it slow to make it last.

Kayaking at Killens Pond.
I just realized that kayak is a palindrome.
My favorite palindrome is:
"Ah! Satan sees Natasha!"

We found this photo of a huge snapping turtle online, but we actually saw one this size while we were out there.  We were just so freaked out that we didn't take a photo.

Our new cousin is only two months old, but she can already pull off some awesome impersonations.
She does:

Harpo Marx.
Good one!
Now do Popeye.

Nice work.
Work on your Al Pacino, and we'll check in with you next week.

It be Pirates, and they're not from Pittsburgh or Somalia.
Looks like the Captain must have been performing a teeth inspection.
Nice choppers, men.

A very cool pic sent from Ghana.
(That has to be a super confusing custom for veterans of the Vietnam War).

Milkshakes and local music at the Young Bean coffee house in Clayton, DE.

Pretty sneaky, sis.

Bulldog water polo.
They lost to a bunch of poodles-
French Poodles.

This is either something super cool to display at your home, or something you hide in the bottom of your closet. 
I haven't decided yet.

Fresh, local chicken eggs.
Thanks, D!

This is the empty plate after a piece of awesome cake to celebrate one year of sobriety for someone who has made a tremendous impact in my life.
Thank you for a great 365 days.

A shot of my new favorite show:
BoJack Horseman.

Awesome ending pic for a great seven days.

See you next week.