When she buried things deep in her freezer
The search has begun
For a cinnamon bun
Excavation successfull -- it pleased her! I knew I'd stashed one in there someplace.
Machines with people running them.
Red Cross merchandise. (Anything for the Red Cross is volunteer, no $$$ involved.)
Fracture patterns. Somebody's got to do it.
P.S. I do other stuff too, actually lots more other stuff than photography, it's just the photography's the most interesting of the lot.
Everyone knows I love my cats. As a result, I get cute kitty gifts; things I would never in a million years buy myself. This year I received two cute kitty books, a cute kitty ring holder (the rings go around its long silver tail), a cute kitty ornament and one from Sister-in-Law the Elder.
As I opened the box and parted the tissue, I saw fur and the tip of an ear. Surprised, I blurted, "You got me a dead cat!?!"
Everyone laughed as I pulled the bunny fur toy cat from the box.
I named him Biscuit. He now lives (after his fashion) on the fireplace apron. Sachi has killed him a couple of times just to make sure he's really dead.
P.S. He's an ugly little sucker, but I do like him, and appreciate the gift.
The best part of the evening was when the band played "Proud Mary." Four men got up to dance together with great enthusiasm and when the music came to the "rolling" part, they got down on the floor and rolled. It was one of those times I really wished for a video camera.
Though I did not get down on the floor and roll, I did stand up and blow a mighty blast on the alpenhorn at midnight.
I made a couple of resolutions.
Wonder if I'll keep them...