I will justify my slackerliness with a worthy excuse. Computer Geek's sweet mother died on Monday and we haven't been feeling the joy. Now that we are over the initial shock, I can realize that there is joy to be found in the midst of sorrow. I'll let the photos of the past few days do most of the speaking for me.
Our first ever piece of corn from our garden. Not quite Iowa corn, but we were proud nonetheless.
I'll call this one "Clouds."
Oh, the studliness of using two racquets when playing racquetball.
Got chocolate soy milk?
Joy is having a nice husband.
Helicopters! If you were ever a child, you know what I mean.
Grandchild, who wears my daughter's face. Apple, hand-picked from our tree by the two-year-old. Play pan. Backyard swing. Crisp fall afternoon. A brief respite from the agony of death.
1 thirteen-year-old + any machine with a motor = happiness
Now that's one po-ta-to. Boil it, mash it, stick it in a stew. Name that movie quote.