Meet Tucker: Tucker is my (ok, our - whatever) 19-pound wriggly body of hair and tongue that most consider a dog. Sure, he looks like a dog, but he's more like a little human. He's like a ten month old child that understands certain words in conversation and is dying to interject, he just can't... Continue Reading →
my Grandma
As far as grandparents go, I am an orphan. But I have had interesting, loving grandparents that I still love very dearly. My dad's mom (you laugh, but her name really was Gertrude) used to take care of us when mom and dad were away. Us kids would climb head first into our sleeping bags... Continue Reading →
stories from Denver #2
I saw this bum, and rolled down the cab window to politely ask if I could take his picture. God knows why I was so respectful of his privacy considering he probably takes craps on the park lawn. Anyway, he walked over, and I took the shot. I didn't have any cash to give him,... Continue Reading →
stories from Denver #1
What I love about Denver is that it is a real city, complete with cabs, arenas, and hobos. To me, those three combined turns a town into a true city. That being said, I guess Omaha is merely a town in my eyes (although there is one hobo that lives out here on 144th/Center now,... Continue Reading →
pictures of the new nieces
Steve and I stopped by the hospital to see Matt & Emily and their adorable new babies. Here they are: (Kylie)They are fraternal twins. They are so tiny -- but big enough to come home from the hospital. We're looking forward to both of the new nieces in our lives. We also have another niece... Continue Reading →