Day Forty Two 2011

Here is my hubby Neil carefully and meticulously affixing the stickers on the Tonka truck toy that came with our grandson Elijah's Happy Meal at McDonald's for lunch today. Neil tried to get Elijah to place the stickers in the appropriate places on the truck so it would be all decorated and look cool. But Elijah couldn't have cared less and scurried away to play on the indoor playground, leaving his grandpa to finish the job (which he did). Kids always find a way to have some fun, and some of them never grow up. Happy TGIF!

Day Forty One 2011

I'm not sure what kind of bird this is, but he has pretty wings. All the birds go nuts over the peanut butter. This feeder was empty before the morning was done. The sun melted what little snow we got last night even though the temps are still in the freezer.

Day Forty 2011

Male cardinals are always a vivid shot of color on a gray winter's day. This one was busy snacking on seeds. I snapped his picture as he suddenly flew away. He looks frozen in mid air--a distinct possibility on this frozen day. It's snowing again.

Day Thirty Nine 2011

Who could possibly wrap his teeth around the giant BBQ sandwich from Stroud's BBQ here in town?

This guy, that's who! Nephew Chris joined me, my sister and brother for lunch with my mom today at her place. We try to get together once a week. We always bring our own lunches and have a good time yakking and laughing about stuff. BTW, he ate the whole thing.

And then all of a sudden out of the blue the kitchen served up an unexpected treat for us--a big brownie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream and a cherry on top. Not too shabby, huh? Chris couldn't eat all his after swallowing that huge sandwich. Hey, lesson learned: you always save room for dessert. Even if you don't know dessert is on its way. I'm just saying. Good times, peeps! See you next time at the 'side.

Day Thirty Eight 2011

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. ~Hal Borland

Buttercups, Jonquils, Daffodils. Doesn't matter what you call them; they're sprouting in my back yard.