Archive for July, 2010

Summer Sequence

July 25th, 2010

It’s been a busy few weeks, but now two batches of jam (better late than never) are cooling on the kitchen counter, so I have a few minutes to catch up. Besides work, audio work, Gang training, Supernatural nights, and Gilda’s committee work, I managed to fit in a trip to see the Red Wings play with Heather and Miss Julia:

I was also lucky enough to spend some quality time with fellow Bradford Alum Tammy during Zombie Weekend:

Matthew and Sarah’s three-week visit to Penn Yan went by far too fast! Here’s a picture of Matthew and Jennie sharing a pool-side goodbye hug:

There are a few more pictures from their visit in the Summer 2010 album here. And here’s a shot of Linds, me, Matthew, Kim, Andy, and Sarah after a night of swimming and pizza:

I wasn’t here for this one, but it’s definitely worth posting (thanks to Mama for remembering to take photos!) – Dad and his big sisters, Phyllis and Joanne:

The Dowds invited me to help celebrate Alex’s high school graduation, and Karen thought it would be a good time for a day care photo. So, here’s me (with Rachael’s son, Charlie), Rachael and Bright, and Karen and Myles:

Richmonds from Arizona, South Carolina, and Florida popped up for a visit after the Fourth of July. Lots of pictures from their visit here. And here’s one of Tracy, Debbie, Steve, and Mom.

Today is the Ironman Lake Placid, and we’re all cheering on Gang trainers Alex, Beth, Paul, and Annette as they tackle the 140.6 miles. Here they are at the fundraiser Alex held at The Old Toad, on his way to raising almost $5000 for Gilda’s Club!

While they’re swimming, biking, and marathoning their way to another medal, I’m kicking back with a good book.

Saving the biggest news of all for last… A big welcome to my newest “niece,” Miss Abigail Reese Wesneski! Here she is with her mama and her grandma (photo stolen from Lisa’s Flickr site – thanks, Lis!). I’m flying down to Texas to spend some time with the girls over Labor Day. Can’t wait!

The title of this post is a song from the musical Blood Brothers. It starts:

There’s a few bob in your pocket,
and you’ve got good friends,
and it seems that summer’s never coming to an end.

All’s Right with the World

July 6th, 2010

It’s only the 6th, but what a July it’s been already! Matthew Charles and his mom have been visiting for a few weeks, and above is one of my favorite pictures from their trip: Matthew on the swingset at Mom and Dad’s. And here’s a good shot of Sarah, me, and Linds on an oddly chilly Thursday afternoon.

My other favorite picture (so far, as I’ll be seeing the Merrills again later this week) is of Matthew and Mom in mid-giggle:

I spent last weekend in DC with Mandy and her fabulous friends. We ate out, we saw a movie, we went to a Nats game, we tubed down the Shenandoah River. And to cap it all off: We watched the fireworks from the South Lawn of the White House! Here’s Evan, me, Carol, and Mandy right as we arrived:

It was an amazing experience – the nicest portable bathrooms you can imagine (!), the friendliest people, Secret Service everywhere, yummy Dove chocolate ice cream bars, lots of beverages, a concert by The Killers, and the most gorgeous backdrop for watching fireworks I’ve ever seen. I guess the Obamas made an appearance, but we didn’t get to experience the meet and greet. Still, thanks to Keri for the amazing, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Here’s me at the White House!

There are more pictures from Sarah and Matthew’s visit in the Summer 2010 album, and lots more from DC here.

In other news, I hit a raccoon with my car, and I had a chipmunk in my apartment! For a few days, I felt like I was living in an evil Disney movie. Ha! And this also happened…

Chav injured his paw again, and has to wear this ridiculous cone. I think it’s been more traumatizing for me than for him! He’s doing much better than he was when I snapped this picture, thankfully!

The title of this post comes from a quote by Ada Louise Huxtable:

Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is 
jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief 
that all’s right with the world.