THROUGH MY EYES...

These are my pictures that I took with my own camera. This is what I see. This is what is important to my world.

My Strange Bedfellows...

Just feeling nostalgic and grateful at this time for all my friends and family who have shared my bed throughout the year...




















Turns out I'm pretty easy to get in bed! Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Knot in my house!

Our good friend Britt had her very first art show and this is the stuff she created.


Giant knots: beautiful, crazy, soft, textured, interesting, strange, and very amazing to see.


How these things got from her mind onto the wall in a few months is very impressive to me.


Piper was so proud of her mom that she fell asleep on the floor.


We are all very proud of Britt and excited for her future as a true fine artist. Super fine.

THANKS AGAIN!

Well, we couldn't have Thanksgiving on Thanksgiving on account of being trapped and because there was no power at Great Uncle Mikey's house and they were cooking the turkey.


But the snow melted and we had the fest on Friday.


Our hosts: Isolde and Mikey.


I was really excited about a fun thing they had over there -- this really awesome hockey game.


And Uncle Big Vic was really excited about another fun thing they had over there -- a gigantic bottle of Jamesons.


Brotherly love.


My second cousin Erica is a pretty-much-almost Olympic swimmer.


Ian is a professional wild man.


Family ping pong!


Everyone pinged!


And everyone ponged.


In every which way. This was my favorite part of the whole trip.


And the bird, stuffed with New Orleans style oyster stuffing.


And the pies, the pies, the pies.


And I whipped the whipped cream. What a day. What a holiday. What a family.

Thanks Given

It took us a while to get to Bainbridge for the Thanksgiving holiday, due to snow and icy roads, but we got there eventually.


Well, almost there. Our car made it all the way to the very last hill on Bobby's street before the wheels started to spin on the slippery slope and slid back down again. Oh well, we got to the house even if the car didn't. And that's basically what life on the island is all about: being trapped in the house with no way out.


But who better to be trapped with...than Uncle Nicky!


And Scrabble! They FINALLY let me play!


And snowman-making with Mom.


And Uncle Mike! Who just wants a hot cup of joe!


And sweet Mamop, who just wants a cool drink of wine. And a cuddle with a grandson.


And good ole Grandpa and Uncle Big Vic who brought me great stuff as always like the Hansen Brothers action figures from Slapshot. Lots of fires and football and movies and games and closeness with each other. I'll give thanks for that any day of the year.

Look Who's Twee!

Siggy!


Taking the frosting when Mama's not looking.


Busted!


Tasja helped by giving her little brother his gifts. I helped by opening them.


And then playing with them. That's what friends are for.


And Piper helped by seriously rocking out on guitar. Great birthday party, Sig! Congratulations on becoming 3. Love you, man.