Thursday, August 23, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
small one
Hooray! Great news! My brother's baby was delivered, safe and sound! Her name is Gabrielle Mariah
So precious. I think I'll use the caption my brother wrote for this photo
Congrats to my brother. Thank God that mother and child are both in great health.
Thank God for the safe delivery. I can't wait to see her or my brother again... in a while, of course. In a while
Isn't she cute? She's my first niece |
So precious. I think I'll use the caption my brother wrote for this photo
The real "sleeping beauty" |
Congrats to my brother. Thank God that mother and child are both in great health.
Thank God for the safe delivery. I can't wait to see her or my brother again... in a while, of course. In a while
Sunday, April 29, 2012
This Is Life
The crowd roars around me; they are loud and filled with
drunken laughter. Their clamor even dares to rival the music that blasts around
us, with more than enough to bass to literally cause the ground to shake. I'm invisible to them, tough, as I sit here enjoying the night sky. Every once in a
while I feel a little bit lonely, but sitting here alone right now is not one
those times. This solitude, like viewing the night sky from this (or any) land,
is welcomed.
"They" say a picture is worth a thousand words. Please enjoy my 5,000 word essay on my recent weeks past below.
fellow sailor and I cruising |
there's a falcon on my arm |
me |
us not pointing our weapons at other country's tanks |
this probably shouldn't have made it in the album but it's the world largest mall and honestly the part horse part fish i thought was pretty cool |
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
farewell
There’s a reason why every post I post is fairly dated. But currently, I would like to say farewell. And since I can’t really for the current reason, I’ll refer to another farewell.
Farewells. Nah, they’re see you laters!
Monday, January 30, 2012
Prelude to 27: Thanksgiving
Arriving home is always a nice feeling. Arriving home to friends and family is even better.
But before I go to grandma's house, I need to cook cakeballs. Quick: Assemble a cakeball making team of wonderful people ASAP!!!
Okay, cool. Cakeballs made. Let's go to grandma's!
Me and my brother and my suddenly camera-shy cousin |
red velvet cake with creme frosting, white chocolate coating, chocolate sprinkle: if sugar can kill, were dying tonite |
gloves? really? people cook with gloves or mitts? |
Coolest crew ever! |
Oh, wait, I need to jump in a picture and |
Okay, cool. Cakeballs made. Let's go to grandma's!
The Granddaughters |
this is my absolute fav picture of Dante. Too bad I know what he's laughing at, tho |
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Prelude to 27: Part 3
Thanksgiving's Eve 11
Driving 7 hours to Aletheia Springs without checking on the amount of my anti-freeze proved to be folly. That was an interesting start to an all too short day, to say the least. Car problem notwithstanding ( or is it "withstanding"...never did understand that word), we ventured to the Mitchel's house. (Fantastic people live in that place.) So, we got there, and it's Colt's Birthday, that was a great time to be there. We talked, laughed, play a few rounds of Clue and eat some freshly popped popcorn from one of those theater-type kettle machines things. But good times go by fast, and so I headed home
Driving 7 hours to Aletheia Springs without checking on the amount of my anti-freeze proved to be folly. That was an interesting start to an all too short day, to say the least. Car problem notwithstanding ( or is it "withstanding"...never did understand that word), we ventured to the Mitchel's house. (Fantastic people live in that place.) So, we got there, and it's Colt's Birthday, that was a great time to be there. We talked, laughed, play a few rounds of Clue and eat some freshly popped popcorn from one of those theater-type kettle machines things. But good times go by fast, and so I headed home
The birthday boy and his newly acquired weapon of no destruction |
Clue! Who's taking the picture? It is the birthday boy? On his birthday? excluded from the game? |
Strider and I. Or, at least I think that's Strider. Can't see without my glasses....where are they? |
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