Jeans & T-Shirt Day!

Really - is there anything more comfortable?
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Dad & Marainna Come to Visit

..... a while ago now.  But the visit is well worth commemorating here on this sporadically maintained blawg of mine. Dad came on a Friday and Marianna joined us the following day. It was a great weekend of nice weather, farmer's markets, brunch spots, classic car shows (complete with Edsels), bourbon and Grand Marnier, dinner guests, bike rides (yes, Dad too), and one awfully cute bebe.

Though many of the details have since escaped me in the weeks since the visit, one event looms large in this writer's mind: Dad's gonna get a bike! And it all started here. More on this later. As with Mom and Laura's visit, I was not as snap-happy as I have been in the past. I'm in a photo/blawg rut, I guess. I'll try to pick it up.

On to the pics!

A generation up and a generation down. It's still weird to think I'm a parent.

Baby 4; Daddy 0

A dinner Party! Who's trying to steal whose thunder?

Hannah is getting fast!

Athenian sandwich on Houstonian bread.

More soon, I'm pretty sure.
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Speaking of Modeling...

'nuff said.

Did I ever tell you about.... (again)

Well - that first one went so quickly I had to just keep on going.

Did I tell you that NASA just found a planet that orbits two starts? Think about that for a minute! Star Wars, right? F'real! http://www.nytimes.com/2011/09/16/science/space/16planet.html

16 million miles separate the two stars!

Even cooler- Did I tell you that Master Sam Harwell is showing promise for his future in the fashion world as he defies convention with his sister's Polly Pockets. 

3 dresses- no head. Paris watch out!

Yes- your mind just got blow twice, didn't it?
More soon
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Did I ever tell you about...

So, I've been struggling to figure out a way that I won't procrastinate posts. I love looking back at my big, involved posts but Man, they take a while to do! To that end I hereby introduce what may very well become a series of quick and effortless posts; usually no more that a pic and a caption.

Okay, first one. Here goes:

Did I ever tell you about...

That time I helped dig up a dinosaur?!

Hadrosaur rib cage, pelvis, tail, and femur - Somewhere in eastern North Dakota

Cool, huh? Ask me about it sometime!

Destination Birthday Partay!

Lucian and Mama handle the candles

Over a month ago now (yep - still catching up) I drove my lil' ole '89 Toyota truck up to Asheville, NC to be with some of my best friends on the planet in order to help celebrate the 23rd anniversary of Vivian's 17th birthday. Bennett and Vivian and their two sons Lucian and Jules, live in Brooklyn. Most of the party attendees were from the south but nobody was from Asheville itself. Everyone drove, thus making just being there together that much more special. To top it all off, Viv wanted a pig roast. So 117 lb Porky Bacon Pig (as he came to be known) gave himself to the cause. This pig was more of a Phoenix, it seems, for after Bennett buried it 4' in the ground, on a bed of red-hot rocks, it emerged as the best dern pulled pork I've ever had. Here's how it went...

The affair was well attended. 

Cook pig: Check. Open cooked pig: um...

 Porky Bacon Pig was rubbed with spices, stuffed with pineapple and butternut squash, and wrapped in banana leaves and burlap.

"You want us to....EAT that??!"

Mama V took the pictures

 This was my first introduction Jules, a cute and mellow little guy. I was stunned by his New Yorkese ability to sleep through most anything.

 

Papa B and Baby J.

4 Boys - Me, Toph, B, and PBP's head, which is prolly on B's bookshelf at home

Toph and B put things back the way they were.

 And then we roasted marshmallows.

What pig pit?

V enjoys sitting. B enjoys a marshmallow.

Happy Birthday, Vivian. 40 more; better, wiser, happier.

The Haps of Late...

Yep - standing. That was the last time we put the swaddle on her.

"Ha! No, I'm not going to wash those dishes, Dad!"

6 teeth - things are looking up

I actually like the accordion. H, though, is just interested in the leather straps.

Practicing for the bike seat

Standing everywhere. And she can get there, too.

At the end of the day, there's nothing like some good old-fashioned relaxation... while mama folds clothes