Bumble's Birthday

We went to Seaside to celebrate the occasion. He was in rare form. But, he normally is.

My boy Bumble. And his boys.

Our trip to St. Augustine was multilayered. It was a mini-vacation. It was a reunion. It was a trip down memory lane. It was fun. Most of all, it was about the boys. My Bumble's boys. If you are interested here are other pictures from the trip.

We went to Teddy's house for smoked chicken & ribs. Those were the best ribs I have EVER had! And that is quite a statement. Before dinner they played cornhole. I watched, drank wine and took pictures. And ate ribs. Oh...those ribs.

There were 3. Zack, Scott & Teddy. Plus my Bumble. Two more of the gang came the next night, but I didn't go. It was poker night.



It was action packed. And competitive.



Zach asked his girl to marry him on this trip. So very sweet. Here is the newly engaged couple.





After the game, we had dinner. You'll have to excuse the Gator sign. I'm sure it was an oversight on someone's part.



After dinner, it was another heated round of cornhole.



This one just melts my heart. Completely.



There was horseplay. And scathing looks from the other end of the court.



Meanwhile, at the other end, they were laughing it up.





And this one just says it all.

The Bumble. Doing the city coffee pose. Ever so dashing.

Bumble in the Big Easy

Here is some of my boy Bumble in New Orleans. All stealth-like.






Here he is being ever so dapper.




The toothpick adds that "I'm cool" factor that you just can't duplicate.








As always, making friends where ever he goes. My little social butterfly.

My Beach Bums

Beach bunnies. Beach bums. Water children. Nature's chosen. Mine. (feels a little like Haiku)

Jeff

We went to Justin & Jen's for a little reunion...Jeff came back for the weekend. They had so much fun.

Bumble, Jeff, Justin, Shauna

Bumble, Jeff, Justin, Shauna

Bumble

Jeff

Bill

Vess from Bulgaria

Jen

Justin

Hot Stuff

At the Coffee Cup

It was POURING when we went to the Coffee Cup today. I mean pouring!!! Anywho. I was just playing around with my new camera, and my Katzeye screen that I scratched when installing. Boohoo. What a putz. I was such a hot mess putting it in. I spoke with Rachael at Katzeye so many times today that she knows me by name.

I have options:

1. Return the screen for cleaning
2. Buy a new screen at 25% off
3. Live with this one

I'm trying option #3 first. The scratch is off to the right side...almost out of my vision. The key there is almost. The question that begs to be answered is, can I live with that. Will my OCD kick in full gear? Or will the lax me take over and say "What the hell." I'm hoping the lax one will step up to the plate.

So. Here is a pic of Bumble at the Coffee Cup. Staring off at the counter. 

BTW...the cook there has been working that grill for 37 years. Good grief. 

The Olympics & a new D90

My first pictures with my new D90...just playing around. Bumble watching, and enjoying, the 2012 Olympics in London.

New Orleans...

...short. rainy. romantical.

Bumble and I at the Café du Monde. A waiter used my Nikon to take this. It was a rainy night and we went here after dinner at Coop's Place. Drank some of the best coffee in the world and ate some of the worse beignets in the world.

You might wonder why I'm looking so Hollywood. I'm not trying to be. My glasses broke, and my sunglasses are easier to wear, even at night, than trying to wear my one-armed broken ones.

Then we discovered...cash only. So Bumble went across the street to an ATM.

That's when I saw this handsome man across the street making eyes at me...

Seaside Happiness

A few of the family all happy and loving at the Seaside Community Yard Sale. A warm, windy, beautiful day.

Pool side

We had one day last summer, when Nikki was house setting, that we were able to lounge by the pool. There was much pool cleaning, because...yuck. But, all in all it was a great laid back day.

As an added bonus, this was during Bumbles's "I'm not cutting my hair" phase. And it got long. But we discovered that the longer it got, the curlier it became. He was adorable.