what would a blog be without cat pictures? well, yes, i do know the answer to that. however, this is a catpicture kinda blog, so, here we have:

obligatory blogger catpicture

and since i have already been ‘out-side’ once today, well, i may not get out too much more. luckily i have a goodlooking cat.

*yawn* i’m beat.

goodnight

standard sunday stuff: sitting here at the computer, with kid playing crash bandicoot. he’s quite good, he’s completed two levels and is now facing the monster at the end. in the beginning of this battle, a penguin comes waddling around the battle arena. penguins are so adorable. the monster is pretty fierce though:

the monster at the end

i stayed while they hooked up the trailer, mainly following my dad around and asking pointy questions about if you took the cost of buying an RV every five years or so (he said, you don’t have to do that and i said, but you do) and add the maintenance and gas, you could stay in five star hotels and have room service, and never have to disconnect sewage lines and do all this work! and he said, it’s not work, as he got down on the ground and scooted under to unhook something damp. it’s not work — i had my answer.

here, i got a rather nice shot of him hooking up the trailer fifth wheeler. i remember my mom having to back him up over and over with the old style hitch. this is a do-it-yourself thing:

making the hookup

note: the 11am pic has just been taken and will be up momentarily. whee, this is a fun ride.

this morning i got right up (highly unusual) because my parents were leaving this morning, and i needed to go say bye. we don’t see each other enough. the RV park by the beach is always damp, of course (lovely 65 degree morning weather there when i was there, and foggy. lovely fog), and there were:

mushrooms in the grass

you would think i’d staged this, but no. it’s just an ordinary average shelf in my house, infact, it’s in my living room. that stuff … sits there. i like it there.

and i was holding the camera straight, really, i always do — it’s the world that’s crooked, ok?

shelf life

i felt like a peeping tom taking this one — even though it was my own front yard i crept out into, to stand quietly with flash off, and take this picture. the camera peeps when it takes a picture, and the window is open, so i did scurry a little faster on the way back inside.

nun’s window

well, not a thrilling sunset, so, i sepiatoned it. first picture i’ve put up that’s been messed with in any way — i tend to resize and optimize only — no futzing with color balance, no cropping. am i a sort of digicam purist, or just lazy? eh.

bleached sunset

for this i went as far as the backyard. please note that this is not my fountain or my — that’s mary right? my mary. they came with the house, courtesy of chris’s mom who used to live here, and she used to insist the fountain be kept running. which is just silly — waste of water and place for buggies to breed. so it stands, on the stump, empty:

the fountain of oldness

so chris took us out to get wendy’s burgers and we stopped on the way back for cigs, me sitting in the pasenger seat thinking, wow these stickers have been here forever! you can’t see in this photo, but they say ‘kurwood mandi’. we had a sheet of alphabet stickers, and my daughter put her little brother’s name on in stickers, but she couldn’t find enough a’s to make her name, so she went with her childhood nickname. that was when the car was new to us, approximately a year ago.

the stickers are still there