What a summer! Coupeville Festival, Mud Run, Whidbey Island, Aunt Sarah, Uncle Stig, and Nephew Nikolai, and a trip to Pike Place Market to check out where chewers stick their gum on for all eternity, the “Gum Wall.”
Kaya Hears Everything: So the other night, my birthday celebration, Terry and I are talking and the word “sex” came out more than once (and not in a dirty way). Still, Kaya, sitting next to Terry, popped her head up and said, “Hello! I’m right here and you said ‘sex’! And I’m just a kid!”
Boring Blog: I’ve been getting another round of complaints about how boring this blog has become. True. It’s mostly pictures and platitudes, and devoid of humor. I’m lazy, but I’ve come up with this corny coke:
Joke of the month: What do you call a Latter Day Saint who drinks and smokes?
An oxymormon!
Okay, here’s my son’s joke for you. What does the Buddhist say to the hotdog vendor? Make me one with everything.
….or stormin’ Mormon…