Behind the Times

People, I feel guilty, so very guilty, about the glory that has been hiding out on my phone and not here. It has been a pretty awesome month and I just downloaded all of my photos (still need to steal Ray's phone). So yes, there will be some more posts coming.

However, I'm also at the point of "so behind I don't know where to start", so I'm going backwards and starting with this last week. We had a barbeque with a few friends last weekend to try out the new patio (the consensus, I think, is that the patio will do quite well), but it got more exciting than planned.

I leave it to you to decide which of these we're referring to, but Ray's response was "Today I am a man."

Maybe this helps. Eamon wanted to look like Dad, so he has a bandaid as well.

(If you're still not sure about the police report, call Ray. He is doing quite well but his nose is quite strained from balancing four cases of Pabst.... (Seriously, how does one run out of a liquor store with four cases?))