How to cure the Monday blues

1) Sleep in till 9a
2) Skip to step 6
3) Finish the second half of Iron Lady & cry a little & recognize you know squat about British politics
4) Stop by a homeless shelter & tell yourself not to be afraid & do something nice
5) Go for a hike & step off the path when you see a funny looking rock that might be a fossil. It never dammit is.
6) Listen to Beyoncé
7) Finish the leftover bookclub sangria while you sit on the porch with Hooch & watch the storm

Boogies

A truck full of piñatas

Is this a dream?!

:)

I just want you all to take a minute and FULLY appreciate this.

Thanks for the laughs this week, pa!

Bab thinks you should start 

an instagram.

I'll explain what that is 

at another time.

Burkini!? That's my dream swimsuit! Full coverage.

I'm relieved (and sad) to know we aren't the only country that goes a little ape-shit-bananas after being gravely attacked by terrorists.

Yikes, France! Don't make US look like the enlightened little punk brother that grows up to earn 6 figures selling what can only loosley be defined as an idea, while you - the ivy league graduate - continue to teach philosophy night classes at the local Devry university & drown in the irony of the days you used to say "Community college is a great idea, but as far as a true education it lacks foundation and will not stand."

The Adventure Continued

Adventure is out there.

Oh!

For a long time my mom had this

exact comic cut out from the paper &

stuck on the refrigerator.

I never knew what was so special

about it - it was the last Calvin & Hobbes

ever printed!

And after the hell of a day

we all had yesterday,

it's a comfort.

My dad turned 67 & I made him a felt replica of his best friend, Bobby The Chubster King Charles Spaniel.

Pavers

We finished the patio with some black berry margs & officially knighted Bab for being the only friend who volunteered to come help us! Her reward was blisters & being so sore she had to take ibuprofen to sleep.

I pretty sure my dad feels I wasted my talents by not becoming a professional brick layer. The strength of the Polish runs deep in my veins.

Note the close proximity of the apple to the tree.

The Very Best Craigslist Ad.

Miss Manners suggests

to avoid greasy arms, trim the chip bag top as chip levels get low.

So tiny and cute!

And evilly wrecking the neighborhood

"One moah, c'mon!"

Don't let the 1980s nintendo graphic start-menu fool you, this lady handed me a good old fashioned meet-me-on-the-blacktop-at-lunchtime ass kicking.

A town hero.

His noble spirit embiggens the smallest man.

Friday!

You are never too old 

to do the things you love

with the people you love.

Except the Olympics. 

You are most definitely too old

for the Olympics.

This weekend I hope you 

make time for something fun 

& educational.

And a few margs with your pal.

Happy Friday!

Pure gold

Oh em gee,

they are all so little 

and so strong

and so fearless

and so bendy!

Girls rule.

Miss Franklin

TJ's one admitted olympic crush!

(compared to my 25... I pretty much

just call dibs on them all)

I very much approve.

Golden boy

#20

and he can still shed a tear.

What a wingspan.

(But, dare I say

 the biggest competition is the one

going on between his mother

and his wife for his affection.)

Do I like summer or winter olympics better?

Oh gee, I don't- summer.
Summer all day long.

Happy anniversary!

To these two awesome blossoms! According to their math, they have been married somewhere between 7 and 9 years.

Friday!

Sometimes on Fridays

after 3pm

I look at this picture & think,

"Me too, baby girlfriend."

This weekend I hope your

offer gets accepted

on the house of your dreams

(that's what we are hoping for).

And if not, at least you'll have

Michael Phelps' sweet, sweet bod

to look at as a high-def

consolation prize.

Happy birthday, 'Bammy!

8 years of being one cool cat.

55 years of being one adorable mofo.

4 months away from that freedom doobie.

Golden Anniversary (3 for 3)

High-5 to the dude who

makes me think of

the sappiest country love songs

every time I try to describe

how much I am into him.

'Cause when he smiles that smile

the world turns upside down.

See! Damn it, Teej!

Happy anniversary, 

from me 

& Vince Gill.

I love you like a cowboy.