Yesiamahooker and bosox. And of course, jimmy

Finally, another meat-eater to take to the steer house!

Barkley and Kerouac... Together at last. At the Denver Airport of all places. We are homeward bound. Thank Jeebus.

Looks like folks here in Colorado aren't overly fond of the teachings of the teachings of Joseph Smith. Must be the proximity to Utah.

Uncle Jimmy's newest protegee.

A different kind of Sunday Funday

At Jim's parents' house engaging in significantly more wholesome activities than last night.

Jaysons front lawn, or "beer can hill

Wow these cats know how to have fun. Between rockband and a roller blade trip to the skate park I don't know where night ends and morning begins.

Caterwauling

Jim and his pals "playing" rock band. There is a Jagermaster dispenser in this house. Good Lord.

Braving the continental divide

Laura makes a new frien

Hello vacation!

View from Boston Beer Works at Logan airport. Our flight is delayed so the beer drinking commences now!

CONGRATULATIONS!

Mt hood, oregon

I moved to New England for this?! Global warming ruins everything.

Tooting my own horn

So I got the news today.
I'm now a Director at my company.
I am so excited for this new chapter in my life! I'm grateful to (finally!) work for a company that rewards and respects its employees and I haven't been more fulfilled in my work life in 8 years. I wish Jim were here to celebrate, but I went out for a celebratory drink with my colleagues and boss and feel nothing but positive about what the future holds.
Sometimes doing good and doing well can go hand in hand.

If you ever sat with Fiona...

... on the sofa at any time, this will bring back memories of the furry little menace.
Big Thanks to My old roomie Bob for sending it to me. I laughed aloud on numerous occasions.

Oxtail on fire

That is the name of this dish! You gotta love oscon and you gotta love portland! And if you are ever here I recommend a trip to pambiche for dinner.

Travel Safely

Jim is on his way to Portland, Oregon for OSCON, an Open Source Convention (he's staying an extra day for a beer festival) so I'll be home alone for a week. I'm torn between sadness about maybe becoming a little lonely and glee about being to be able to so whatever I want for a whole week.
Edited at 6:50PM to add:
So far today, I've eaten a quart of Richie's Italian slush (half lemon, half blue vanilla), gone to the mall, taken a nap and had a nice long bath. I think this week isn't going to be so bad after all.

It IS Massachusetts, after all

Jim is quite taken with this lobster. In fact, he appears to be asking for its pincer in marriage. We just ate at Yankee Lobster near the Harpoon brewery (of course). Mayor Menino stopped in while we were eating. That was an unexpectedly cool Boston moment with Eddie G in tow; we then dropped him off at the Fairy Ferry for his trip to P-town.

Sidebar

Here we are. I wish I had something clever to say.

It's about time

Look! The Harpoon truck is here with my weekly delivery. Thank the gods.