I’m 1/4 Irish, and not just English pretending to be Irish because it’s cool.
We’re all Irish on St. Patrick’s Day…
Category: irl
She is a connoisseur…
…of sticks. Only the finest will do.
Farewell to the House of Teeth…
I’ve been getting my teeth attended to here in his extremely dated and weirdly isolated building since I’ve had teeth in my head. I guess I’m sufficiently old that it wasn’t dated when I started out. I guess that makes me old.
It screams mid-century, doesn’t it?
Farewell little dental office!
Wednesday morning Bible study buffet…
That’s a good Baptist breakfast!
Official portrait, February edition.
She’s so different than the little mite we brought home at the beginning of the month.
So I made this garment…
And I kind of ignored the recommended gauge…
It’s supposed to be a shawl. And it is…for a large couch. Or a small car.
Another one bit the dust…
A casualty of COVID…the weird and wonderful Angelo and Vinci’s in Fullerton. The food was never of world-beating quality, but the decor made the experience of eating there great fun.
The eyes have it…
Optometrists have the best, most steampunk looking medical equipment.
Soon…
This little mite will be ours.
Indeed…it was to be sooner than we thought…
What strange phenomenon is this?
Water? Falling from the sky?