Sunday, August 7, 2011

Sunday Evening Post

Life moves forth in seven day chunks.
Fortunately, we take pictures.

 Picked up this shirt for my Mother, who loved it almost as much as her dog.

 A sampling of my son's light summer (bedtime) reading:
Ivan The Terrible, The Death of Captain America, and Zombie Haiku.  Scary, creepy, and morbid must run in our DNA.

Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom was one of my favorite shows as a child, but Marlin Perkins' narration could not hold a candle to the talents of Randall and his commentary about the Honey Badger.  We discovered it this week and it had both sides of the family in stitches.

Panda Man.

Baby Lulu.

Come on, Guys.  This is serious stuff.

The roof is on the new house.  I can't wait to hear it in the rain.

My nephew steps in.  Long Par 5.  He's got a five wood.
Cinderella Story....

My son turned ten, so in celebration we took him to Busch Gardens down in Williamsburg.  He forced me to ride Apollo's Chariot twice.  I will never be the same again.

Ornamental peppers.

Chocolate birthday cake never tasted so good.

Chico's Clothiers.

Chico's Bail Bonds.

Chico Marx.

See You Next Week.

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