Easter Weekend, 2013

LOOK AWAY, BIRD LOVERS!

I was traveling down the freeway to visit my little friends with my perfectly clean grill.  See. This is me. And this is my little friend, Tate.  In the first pic, I am wearing my super cool new glasses that look like the ones my dad wore.  Which is why I got them and why I look so cool in them.  And in the second one Tate is wearing my not so cool, but functional, reading glasses.  I don't look like a vicious killer, right? I look like a grandma that should have photoshopped her wrinkles out. However, I met a baby bird with a suicide wish.  Sorry, little birdie.  

And this is my dad's sister, Aunt Elizabeth.  We visited her last summer in Logan.  She was so sweet.  She invited us to play bingo with her group.  It's a cell phone pic, so a little soft, but still an image I want to save.  And it's a happier note to end on.   

February Craziness

I've been hanging out with these midgets lately.  It all started with planning a trip to Anaheim where I was going to bask in the sun and generally recharge.  But my appendix had other plans.  Me, the healthy, take care of your body eater.  Betrayed by a superfluous organ.  Flattened.  My first taste of morphine.  My new best friend is the anesthesiologist.  I don't care how you spell it, she's awesome. So, Dave left, and I recouped, entertained by these crazies.  

Sorry, Eric, I didn't ask if I could include your mug shot here but I kinda doubt if you actually read my blog so I feel pretty safe.  And I'm too lazy to go back and crop.  Give me a break, I just had surgery!  Ok, it was 3 weeks ago but I'm milkin it.