Thanksgiving is now over and this year's Gluttony Bowl trophy rests solidly in my Father's hands. Well played, Dad.
Perched next to the trophy was a birthday cake, or rather a Kransekake (no I'm not Norwegian, I just got the molds at a bargain basement price), which is even cooler because you can hide presents in it.
As it was recently my birthday among many, I sampled a bit of both cakes while exploring my gifts. I know- GIFTS?! I find it hard to believe I still get any, but hey, I'm not about to complain. I am so lucky, in fact, that one of my dear, dear friends got me a fisheye adapter for my camera lens. Yay! Now I can take pictures of
humorless husbands (really Champ, why not look at me?)
I could have also taken a picture with it of this other tradition we have on Thanksgiving...
wait, what are you thinking right now? I mean, yeah you might not have a trophy at your Thanksgiving, but surely you shoot clay pigeons? Hmm, how about this instead-
Ace was christened! Not only does he have the most wonderful, wonderful Godparents- you are the best S & C!- but he had a little peanut gallery rooting him on...
A few other twists and turns happened recently-
but I'm going to leave well enough alone since, if you're not so sure about this update, then you really wouldn't believe the pictures I haven't posted.
Gobble, Gobble to you all!