Sunday Evening Post

Walk a mile in my shoes

(or catch a bus.  Whichever works for you).

The week in pics.

M decided to make a "handstand man" costume. The legs are actually his arms and vice versa.  This is what happens when he takes some time off from his electronics. 

Meanwhile, this woman was spotted carrying an artificial tree through the grocery store.  It is undecided whether this was a performance art piece or not.

I frisked her for fresh coffee, but no dice.

This would have been an embarrassing moment at the gym for average human beings, but when the elite fit accidentally sport the same shorts they have the ability to pull it off flawlessly.

Sauerkraut juice.

For $6.89.

The world keeps getting nuttier and nuttier.

Photo-op for new dad and new daughter.

Check out those little chicken legs!

She is a keeper.

Poor Z-Man.  Cold and wet with skeeter bites.

Oh well.  If summer was fun all of the time, we would never be able to get them back to school.

Party at the Starbucks!

Fourth of July fireworks.

I went out on a limb and assembled these two photos together so that it appears that the two young ones are actually watching that giant white explosion.

I am patting myself on the back right now. 

Sheer joy in the moment.

Chops licker.

I watched the Pirates and Phils game with this lady and she wore me out.  I had to go take a nap.

Blue grass on top of green.

Fried Pickin' getting down.

In my book, a missing cat is a good day.

Are they letting me know where the missing cat is?

Because I don't want to know.

D was in NYC when these two caught his eye.

When he saw them, he knew instantly that they were thru-hikers, those that travel the entire Appalachian Trail from Georgia to Maine.  Good luck, men, and safe journey.

This young Wisconsinite experienced her first visit to the ocean and she jumped right in.

Bravo.

See you next week!