It was Kelli’s birthday this week, and Dave had a party for her, making it three times I’ve seen her now since the 24th of July. She said she was thinking I was going to get sick of her, but I remember seeing her three times in a day several times each week. I miss hanging out with her and Dave. In some ways it kind of sucks getting old and having your own family, but I suppose if everything froze that way it would get pretty boring.
We were supposed to bring a picture or something to scrapbook, so I took her this picture that I took the day she got her haircut when we met at her Grandparents’ place where she lived to watch Voyager.
Yeah, for a season we watched Voyager, but you do a lot of stupid things when you’re young.

So Howie posted on facebook that he got invited to Rush week for our old fraternity and it reminded me of this picture I took of him with the chickens we borrowed for a rush party game…

Pi Rho, Lake Powell trip sometime in the early 90’s.

I got up on the roof to examine the cooler, and had a little helper that couldn’t figure out how to get down the ladder he came up.

Last night I almost thought this was going to be a tornado.

This is the face that wakes me up most mornings, usually not with this expression, thankfully.

The dragonfly held really still, and when disturbed didn’t fly far and would come back to perch on the same post really quick. Now that I look at this up close it looks like he had an accident and dented his head. (notice the nice reflection of my shiny orange shirt on the post)

And as an added bonus… Ducks on Vacation.

… that I couldn’t make the bed before I left

But he’ll just want to go back out in ten minutes.

Sometimes you find pictures of things you forgot completely about…