Miss me? Here's what I've been doing!Saturday, May 19, 2007
After the Rosemary Attack
I'm squinting, not smiling, from the pain.Ok, it didn't really hurt, it was just a little prickly.
I Smell Like A Leg of Lamb
Right after I took this picture some vile woman hit me with a rosemary bush.
Mmmm
Mouth watering...If it weren't for the incredibly horrible karaoke next to it, this would be perfect. Luckily, a picture is worth a thousand words, not musical notes.Detroit's Eastern Market!
Very cool market, I never knew was here...Just walk through the chicken's...um...breasts...
Our Teeny-Tiny Cabin
Here's how we travelled from Halifax to Montreal. Our cabin. Annie and I shared. Here's a transcript of Annie climbing the ladder to get to the top bunk.
Scene: Tiny train cabin, it's dark, lights are off, Jessie is in bottom bunk.
Jessie: 'Night Anne.
Anne: 'Night.
Annie grips ladder.
[Bang!]
Annie: Ow!
[Crashing, metal pinging]
Annie: Gah! Oh...Ugh...
[Bang!]
Annie: Argh...Ugh...Gugggg.....
[Bang! Crash!]
Jessie: Need some help?
Tee Hee.
I believe this is a good metaphor for our family dynamics.
Maggie loves to tease uncontrollably and hamming it up for a camera, Annie hates, well, a lot at the moment.
Um...question...
Should someone let the people of Peggy's Cove in on the fact that it's May? I froze my ass off looking at their lighthouse.White Knuckle Squeeze
Annie is freezing. We're waiting for Dad to stop taking pictures of the damn sunset.
Are There Storm Waves? Wolverine Waves?
How can a wave be rogue? I know they can be dangerous, but it's the trajectory of a wave pretty self explanatory?
A wave, waves over, right?
Strange place.
She Sees A Seal...Maybe.
Taken in Digby, Nova Scotia where, apparently, there are absolutely no homosexuals.
Something Really Old Sitting On Something Really Old
Dad perched on one the first mill stones ever to be brought to the New World.
Ohh.
I wonder if they have a small pox infected blanket on display somewhere.
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