|The backside of Liberty|
|Harbor in Jersey City overlooking NYC skyline|
For those of you who were worried about our starvation of yesterday, I'll have you know that just before we left Jersey City, we stopped to eat at this fine establishment
|Retired police officer's second career|
Now Pennsylvania, on the other hand, is full of gardens, well...farms really. And mountains. And tunnels. And tunnels THROUGH the mountains
|Just try saying "Tuscarora". It rolls around in your mouth|
|My morbid nature always causes me to remember that|
Princess Diana died in a tunnel like this one.
While driving through the beautiful Pennsylvania scenery this afternoon, I heard my normally mild-mannered and peace-loving husband on the phone with his company's "Road Service" department, and he was completely losing his cool. I heard him use the phrase "I don't give a Fat Rat's Booty", so I knew he had had enough of this non-working air conditioning compressor issue. We shall see what happens...
|God's beautiful handiwork!|
|"Oh goody", I hear you thinking. "More fall color"!|
Here are a couple shots for my widdle bwudder, Ed:
|Hey Ed, what time's dinner?|
And just to wrap up the week, here are photos of unutterable cuteness
|The kittens are two weeks old today! That afghan they're laying on|
is one that I lovingly crocheted for Sassy when she was living at home!
|Donovan and Jasper in their "Candy Corn" costumes.|
I clearly didn't make them large enough, but they would no doubt
hate them just as much, even if they fit properly.