Before
After

More good news....we had a full day of everyone at 98.6 yesterday! We celebrated with s'mores on the terrace. Any excuse for chocolate, right?
Before
After




Alex celebrated being warm.
Now every house has its pile of limbs and sticks. There's always an upside. Folks around here won't take heat and food for granted for some time. We're all stocked for firewood for quite a while. Utility workers from anywhere are our heroes. If you're a generator sales person, business had a huge up-tick in January.


Then we got a new front walk up to our porch. We had some flagstones left from the terrace project, so we had the guys make a new walk. Avril had a great time watching that process. She was really good company for the guys, too. They never got lonely at all.
Then, we got our new driveway! Yippee! It looks really nice. Avril had a great time watching this, too. She had lots of advice for them. Such a helpful child, really.
Then, the children were nearly eaten by a hippo in St. Louis. They took it all in stride. I saved them, of course. Their cowardly mother just stood there and took pictures.
Then, we had a day at Magic House in St. Louis. It's a great place for kids. Randy loves it. So does Corie. Alex and Avril love it too. It's a wonderful place for kids. I'm good for the first twenty minutes or so. The rest of them feel like they're just getting started after a couple of hours. It's really fun for kids.
You know I really love you if I take you to Magic House.

Randy and I went out to California and married off yet another niece last week. This time it was his brother's daughter. Very nice.
Of course, since we'd never been to the stadium in Oakland, we had to take in a ballgame. Ugly stadium. Sorry team. But we checked off stadium number thirteen. Poor A's. I don't think they've got a player with a batting average over .290. It was just about like watching the Seattle game. Rough.
This is Chocolate Heaven in San Fransisco. Wow. When you walk in the door, the smell is amazing. Had to buy some chocolate, of course. It's a law in San Fransisco. Not everyone knows about it, but it's true. Really.
We had to drive down the coast, too. Saw Hearst Castle. What a place. Actually, the outside is amazingly gorgeous, but the inside is dark and pretty ugly. Stopped in Carmel - didn't see Clint Eastwood, though. But we saw some really beautiful coastline. I had to get a picture of this distinguished gentleman, as well.
By the way, after the convention in Minnesota last week, I'm expecting several baby girls born in the next year to be named Sarah. Bye!
Self portrait. Chalk on stone terrace. From the artist's blue period.

