Uncle Jeff vs. the kids

Glad somebody besides Uncle Wooly can take the brunt of the punishment this year...

Finally some more Hawaii photos...

Taken me long enough to get these posted...

Hawaii

Finally another post...

Good to be back home again. Hawaii is a great place to visit. Hopefully over the next couple of days I'll get some more photo sets online. Here are some pictures from the trail on Kauai that we hiked...

Kaua'i

Second try...

I made a couple attempts last night to post but didnt have much success for whatever reason. Looks like its going to work tonite.

This is the beach area right in front of the hotel....




One of the many big strange tropical trees...

Morning view...

Aloha!

After a 24 hour day, we are here, at the top of Honolulu the top floor of the Sheraton Waikiki, no. 31, city side view. As you can see my hand is not to steady tonite....

The Cousins

Emma gets a kick out her cousin Emmett.

The boxer

Ev has been training hard in the basement...

The new shower...

The whole family is quite happy about having a shower on the main level now. No more trips down to the basement for that.



Now this next image might scare some of you out there, but this basement shower that we've been using for the last month had its fine points, like hot water and.... a camping type setting.... and hot water.

It's good to have people who take care of you...

It's very nice to have help cleaning up when the going gets dirty.


Sheewww... Dada was dirty...


Cant remember the last time I went pheasant hunting 2 weekends in a row, probably not since the college days, I am getting so spoiled. Again this weekend probably too warm for hunting, pheasants go out and sunbath in this weather. Mark from the office was kind enough to come along with Tipper the Brittany and Mark from Dan's office was the only who got one.


Someone is getting bigger....

Arrrr.... he reveals hisself....

Aye, maties, I have beheld this terror with me own eyes... and lived to tell the tale.

You might recall to mind that a fortnight ago, or thereabouts, a mysterious marking appeared on the door of our humble home. Set a shiver down me spine, even then, when I laid eyes on it, but that shiver was a mere nothing compared to what i seen this nite. I should have paid more heed to that mark, but I was hoping in vain that it was not what it was...
"Could not be so." said one.
"Such a thing has not been seen these parts since the dark days." said another.
So I put it from my mind, only to recall it again after the happenings of this night.

I had arrived home from working the docks (or thereabouts) to take my supper, as I usually do and looking forward to what fine vittels the Mrs. might have in store for me. The sun was riding low in the sky and a strong breeze was blowing, a Norwester, not uncommon for this season. Something strange was blowing in that cold wind too, chilled me bones, it did, and made strange shadows with those skeletons of trees in that orange evening light. I should have been wary even then, but I is mostly carefree at heart and most times pay such things no mind, especially when the prospect of food and drink is near at hand. So, as you might guess, I was ill-prepared for what I saw when I opened the door to me very own home. My blood ran cold and I nearly swooned right there in the doorway. I opened my mouth to call out for help, but my voice froze right in my throat and I could only utter a wheezing sort of gasp. Aye, but a scream for help would have done me not a whit of good, nothing but God himself could save me from this terror. But, I guess my gasp was heard by the Good Lord in that instant, cause He gave me enough sense at that moment, perhaps my darkest moment, to pitch myself headlong over the rail. Twas only that fall of shear fear and terror that spared me from being run clean thru by the sword of that.... I can hardly bring myself to name him for fear he might spring from some dark corner nearby... Indeed it was him, the Terror of the High Seas, the Scourge of Stratford... Black Everette, a name that has made even the boldest and bravest of men quake at the mere mention of it for ages gone by. Call me mad, say I have lost my wits, but here is some proof that the terror still sails these seas, watch it if you dare....


***UPDATE: The story continues...***

Another weekend come and gone...

Lots of visitors this weekend.

Uncle Roger, Aunt Deb and Beth came by to see the new place and meet Emmett on Friday night, since they were in the area getting ready for the state cross country meet that Kelly qualified for. Congrats to Kelly, I see in paper today that she came in 7th in class 3A. Other big news from their family was cousin Jill got married, congrats to her.

Grammy, Papa, Amy and Emma, Dan the man, and Mary came on Saturday. A first time for everything, Dan and I started in on putting vinyl siding on Saturday and continued on it again today, after pheasant hunting, of course. Pretty easy to do for the most part, though I'll to a plan an attack for going around the window.

Beautiful day today for roaming the prairies for pheasant, probably too nice, always better hunting when there is a bit of snow on the ground. Saw some but nothing within range, so Nan was able to rest easy about having to cook something "wild".

Here's some pics from family time....

Weekend of Oct. 28th, 2006

Bathtime...

I've used a cool new feature from google to create a custom home improvement search engine, check it out in the rightside column...

Emmett is getting a bath... surprise for us at the end.... make sure the volume is turned up.

From a couple weekends ago...

Thanks, Mary for sending some pics...

Oct. 15th

Way more fun than working on the house...

Somebody other than Mama got to actually feed the littlest man something for the first time tonite, though in a way it still came from Mama.