10 blissful years

Happy anniversary to me!

P.S. Does anybody have the announcement?

Vouyeristic pursuits

I spent half the morning with Boston's Geriatric Society* peeping at birds, trees, and flowers. At the cemetary, of course. Yes, family, I have become Dad. Kimberly, this place makes me think of you - I have a feeling you'd love it. I saw hundreds of spectacular birds; unfortunately, most of them wouldn't sit politely for a photo shoot.

*They haven't officially accepted me into their cabal, and insist on giving me dirty looks despite the fact that I clearly have a pair of binoculars.

Dumbo, of course.

I've always been easily riled up by social injustice. My earliest memory of such an instance was when I was 3 years old watching Dumbo being taken away from his mother. I cried and cried when Dumbo visited her in jail and she stuck her trunk outside the bars to rock him because I couldn't think of anything sadder than a child separated from his mother. Now that I'm an adult, I still can't...

I love you, Mom!

Go ahead: try to watch without crying. I dare you: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CORf1liT9cE

I don't have to steal Princess K afterall...

Cami said I could have Ivy.*



*For six months, at which time I am to return her, but by that time we'll be living in Barbados... don't tell.