Day 341

"Hey Sabu, can you make a bullshot?"

"Can you make a shoe smell?"

"Very funny, you're alright. Why don't you get yourself a real haircut?"

-From Caddyshack

Day 340

Airing out our dirty...dishes? 

Day 339

A place of quiet after the holiday hustle

Day 338

Elvis will never leave the buidling at my parents' house

Day 337

 

Remembrance, peace and a satirist

I love cemeteries. They are a refuge from the chaos and noise of everyday life. They make me appreciate, reflect and hope. Husband and I walked through Woodlawn Cemertary, where we saw Mark Twain's family plot, Ernie Davis' grave and the military section. It was a perfect day to walk around and remember those before us. Those we don't know. The fathers, mothers and children that lay quiet, but are not forgotten.

Day 336

From me to you...

Happy holidays! 

Day 335



Day 334

Christmas welcomes us in NY

we made it!

Day 333

On the road again...

We are ready, snuggled and wide eyed for our overnight trip to NY. Here goes nothin'

Day 332

oops. 

This is my mulligan. Exhaustion set in. My memory faded. My camera lay still. I forgot. This is my mulligan. 

Day 331

My little earrings

Day 330

Day 329

The Gift

It is not the charity itself, it is the talent she possesses. Truly, a gift.

Day 328

The "Perp"

...and the best part is, this star was playing baby music at the time of the crime.

Day 327

The Victim

(Yes, he did let me take a picture of it. I made it darker to be tougher) 

Day 326

You light up my life

...with a "shiner". Gil accidentally gave Nate a black eye tonight with a plastic star that plays baby music. I can't help but to giggle, and feel bad all at the same time. I don't, however, dare ask to take a picture of it. As I lay in bed and gaze up, thinking of how funny it is becuase Nate is so concerned about the fact he's gonna look like a "schlub", here is what I see. tee-hee. 

Day 325

The original Gil

Today, is my father-in-law's birthday. He would have been 63. I never met him,but I know him well. He is missed. He is honored. He is not forgotten. May you rest in peace. 

Day 324

Well hello there, Gil. You make my soul smile.

Day 323

"Food for thought is no substitute for the real thing."

 ~Walt Kelly



Day 322

I wonder if all the rest were "bad pallets"

Day 321

Too pretty not to post the sky...again!

Day 320

Lovely scenes from a rainy winter day.