Today is the most beautiful, sunny day we've had in months. Too bad Mary and Gerry are in Derry.
Mr. B is celebrating his Saturday by rollerblading on the trampoline. Hey, a new Olympic sport.
C-note is continuing to built the best pirate ship of all time, while swigging rum non-stop.
Bluebelly is eating us out of house and home. I'm starving today.
C-note is in the house eating tangerines. Mr. B is in the yard playing in the dark. It's the start of a great evening.
I keep seeing the same truck day after day, but in different locations. I know it's the same one because it has flames painted all over the front. Flame-man and me seem to frequent the same destinations. Hmmm.
ICED TEA WOMEN!!!! ICED TEA WOMEN!!!
New Year's Resolution #1: Just don't even think about 2003. Move on.
I picked up Mr. B from Q's place. He is relaxing on the trampoline inside his quilt, admiring his many collections. Boy, was he happy to see me. I sure missed Mr. B.
C-note is building a pretty bad-ass pirate ship. I bet if someone threw him on a real pirate ship, he would make a mighty fine captain. In a Robin Hood sort of way. Rock on, Con.
