Don't just embrace the crazy, sidle up next to it and lick its ear.
We spent a beautiful Alaskan day driving to Seward and back.
I took a lot of pictures, about 400 in all.
Here’s one of them:
Home now, very tired.
How’d you spend your weekend?
Sadly, not getting an awesome picture like that.
That is a fabulous picture.I spent the weekend the way I spent the week: sitting in the recliner with my foot propped up, reading and napping.
Taking care of sick grandchildren. Why do the parents have to get sick at the same time?sunist: What it wasn't in Edmonton during the snow yesterday.
There's something wrong with that photo of ShopCat. Just sayin.Oxince: Cologne from the makers of Oxi-Clean.
Besides sending obnoxious bird calls to Jim or sampling the goodies Tania dropped off - Cleaning the yard, clearing brush for summer quarters at the farm, a little turning, movie, cleaning the yard some more, two loads of water, Thai food, washed windows, took a picture of an egg. Yeah, don't know what happened there - maybe I should have the hens lay off the gummy bears.maridos - low-tide, saltwater, and fish-flavored corn chips.
Hosted a bellydance party for my students and friends. We all had a blast getting dressed up and dancing for hours on end. And then we went for BBQ. Blesséd meat with sauce on top...
On Saturday I walked around El Toro MCAS with some other people. The family had fun.plons = what an evil overlord makes when bent on world domination
I spent the weekend waiting for the Lost finale. Then it came and went, and that was it, lmao.That picture is amazing.
That was the best part about Sunday - the Lost finale. Everybody stayed home and watched that, and I had the roads to myself. Best thing ever.
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