Friday, July 13th...

Happy 96th Birthday to my Naniels.  I'm sure they'll have a birthday cake for you today at the home, but you won't know who or what it's for.  Don't worry - we'll celebrate for you.  Dug up this old pic of the 3 of us at the Morikami Japanese Gardens as taken by Aunt Judi.  I believe this pic was taken the early 2000's (not really sure because I am bad at writing dates on pics just like Nan was). We ran amok there and you had your black umbrella that you thought would shield you from the sun, but instead it created havoc and almost poked us all in the eye! Crazy Naniels! I miss cutting up with you. Happy Birthday. You may not have realized it but, in a roundabout way, you taught me a few things about life - it's not easy and you may have to live within your means (which can be incredibly hard at times) but you trudge ahead, you persevere and along the way try to be as nicely dressed as possible and most important - wear your lipstick!

Digging Rod Serling's Night Gallery paintings

Muppet Movie enchantment

Scenes from T-day 2011...

You can be clsssy and kill the earth all at once!

My attempt at a spicy, vegan pumpkin pie...

My Niece Zoe with another brilliant rainbow turkey she drew!

My Niece encouraged me to make a turkey too!

Don't judge a book by its cover, eh?

Vintage Barbie houses...

Shouldn't have left the Ranch today...

Made the major mistake of leaving the house today, the last and final day of our beautiful Labor Day weekend.

First we encountered an old bag, Feminazi cashier at Trader Joes who mistook me for some meek homemaker trying to take me to school about buying one classically stereotypical pink and one powder blue Recycline.  It literally bothered her that we were purchasing them.  She even stopped what she was doing to put the tothbrushes side by side on the counter to ask Herc if HE would be comfortable using the Pink toothbrush.  The game kind of ended when he answered "sure".  Why the F should  Then encountered the twentysomething moochers on the bench outside Trader Joes who mistook me for some alternative person who would be OK giving away precious cigarettes(I no longer smoke). Finally, I have arrived back home at the Ranch and will not leave again. GRRRRRRRRRR