Quote Of The Day

 

I'm afraid I found this unbearably accurate last month.

A Brief Hiatus

 

Headed to Seattle to celebrate #2 Brother's #1 son retiring from the Air Force this weekend.  Time is fleeting, etc etc.

The Gift That Keeps on Giving

 

This Christmas we gave each other our colds.

Five Days and a Wake-up

 Leaving Brian at home and going with a sister-in-law who shops.

(She does not yet know that I snore).

Summer In The City

 

 

Why I am taking vacation when technically I am always on vacation?  Oldest sister is arriving today and we'll be hitting the fleshpots of Chicago* until Saturday.

(*or at least the Art Institute and the Palmer House).

Three Birds With One Stone

 Off to Detroit to celebrate Memorial Day, my niece's graduation, and my birthday with family.

Obscure Holidays - National Puzzle Day

 

(This is how he spent every evening aboard ship).

Shephardation Anxiety

 

Brian's gone to Antarctica for two weeks and someone is not happy.

I've Died And Gone To Heaven

 

A Brief Sojourn

 

Leaving for Detroit to spend a week with the spousal unit's in-laws.  See you Monday!

They Also Serve Who Stay Home and Watch This On The Internet

 

His third trip to the Bataan Memorial Death March in White Sands, NM. There were 983 starters in the category Civilian-Males, Light and 801 finished.  Average time, all age groups was 8:6:26, he finished in 7:56:22, in 351st place overall.

He says this is his last year.  We'll see.

  

Family Ties

 

My annual sisters get-together has ended, perhaps not surprisingly, with a torn ligament in my left knee. What puts the icing on the cake is that I was supposed to spend this Thursday through Saturday instructing at a Red Cross Logistics Institute in Peoria.

You Can Tell When A Pro Is Up There

 

(I recommend you play it with the sound on).

Wait - What?

 

As part of an annual fundraiser for the Boys and Girls' Club, my husband has offered to rappel off a downtown hotel - for a fee.  So far his online donation site shows almost a quarter of the necessary sum, all of it contributed by members of my family who are evidently united in their eagerness to watch him jump off the roof of the Marriott.

I'll Be So Glad When We Get Our Furniture Back

 

Musical Crafts - A Washtub Bass from 1955

 

Played by all the 'coolest cats.' I'm going to have to make this - if I can persuade my oldest sister to bring her accordion to the next family function, the utter mortification of everyone's teenagers is assured.

Mechanix Illustrated, November 1955.  Free download from the Internet Archive.

Maybe We Should Call Him Festus

 

He still doesn't have a name (seen here helping watch old B&W westerns on TV).

Hell Hath No Fury

Brother #2, his lovely wife, and an exceptionally nice golden Labrador named Maggie came for a visit yesterday.  We had to shut the boys in the backyard because Maggie just had The Operation and her stitches weren't up to being hit with seventy pounds of exuberant affection (Little Man) and eighty pounds of jealous rage (Batdog).

sulking in the linen closet

Poor Maggie was not made welcome by the Old Gunfighter.  While she was lying under my brother's chair, he entered the room.

He stopped.  His head dropped, his tail flattened, and he took three slow, deliberate steps forward with an outraged look on his face.

Maggie twitched nervously (as who wouldn't), and he hissed and then stationed himself behind my chair and watched her like a hawk until we all went out to enjoy the evening breezes on the front porch.

I went in to pet him before going to bed last night and he bit me. 

Their Grandpa Would Be So Proud

 (This exchange took place yesterday on a family FB Messenger chat).

First Nephew:  German beer is scheise.

Second Nephew:  I know your keyboard has the eszett.  C'mon, we insult properly in this family.

The Orioles Are Due Back Any Day Now