We joined friends for a Crab Feast that benefited the local fire station and our school's PTO.
It's three days later, and my hands still smell like the Chesapeake Bay.
I spotted this hooligan hanging around my living room. It was at least three feet long and I almost took it with a twelve gauge shotgun, but I forgot to get my hunting license. So I called for my wife (at 11 o'clock at night) and she got him with tape. If I knew any national secrets I would reveal them all if threatened with a house centipede.
My son joined the local swim team and had time trials. I am very proud of him.
He keeps his swim heats and strokes written on his arm so he won't forget.
Happy Birthday to Tyler.
I'm a Rolling Stones kind of guy, but I have to admit, that is an awesome looking cake.
It was just last week that these guys were three years old. It seems like a time warp sometimes.
We went over to a friend's house and listened to the Delaware Blue Hens beat Rhode Island. They put out a nice spread for us. This is their youngest daughter.
Tailgating. Hens won and are now 7 - 0.
See you next week.