St.Louis Renaissance Faire

Red Hatter Terrorize the town square

Of course we didn't "terrorize" anyone, we just walked around town in our Red Hat attire and people honked because we were cool!













Mom and Wilma drove in Wilma's Red Mustang,
they looked the coolest of all!

History of the Undead

One of my friends on MYSPACE is James Cheetum, Writer of Horror. He recently requested of his MYSPACE friends to write their own obituaries. So this is mine. He photoshopped the pictures to go with the story. If you want to see ZOMBIES. follow the link at the
bottom of this page...

The Obituary of Boutica Brennan:

Boutica Brennan was born in 1696 near the north shores of Ireland. Her mother, Alice, was a seamstress and was known for her intricate works through out many villages. Boutica’s father is unknown. There is little known of Boutica’s youth, except that at the age of 14 she ran away from home and lived the remainder of her reckless life on the high seas as the mistress of Black Bart Simpson.

There are no actual facts about her life, but I will quote the story as I overheard it in the Wet Hound pub this very day, March 13, 1716. Boutica lived her aimless life aboard the pirate ship, Night Raven. Black Bart Simpson was not a very successful pirate, but he was often heard bragging of his adventures, even though many times his pirate “conquests” were for a small treasure and nothing more. This pirating adventure went on for several years. However, early in the winter of 1715, as the story goes, while the two of them were in the town of Albright, Ireland, having an ale and spending their meager spoils, the legal wife of Black Bart Simpson stowed onto the Night Raven to surprise her husband, as he had been at sea for quite some time. However, it was Mrs. Simpson that received the surprise when she caught Boutica having a “go” at her very own husband in the galley early that afternoon. (You might say the two of them were having a little dessert before the main meal) In a rage, Mrs. Simpson grabbed a meat cleaver and hacked at Boutica’s neck, laughing as she bled to death. Indeed, Mrs. Simpson did the deed before you could say “Jolly Roger” and Black (as she called him)had no time to react. Boutica’s last words to Black were:” Aye, you were worth it” Black, who was caught with his knickers down around his knees, immediately begged his wife for forgiveness and together they tossed Boutica’s body into the North Atlantic. The body was never recovered. It has been reported recently by many mariners, that the ghostly figure of Boutica has been seen walking in the galley in the early afternoon. Could it be she is searching for her pirate lover or perhaps revenge on Mrs. Simpson? Maybe she just wants a snack.

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Garret 14 months

Garret was so funny today. We kept trying to make him smile for the pictures, when we thought we were close to a smile we would take the picture, but then AFTER the flash went off he would smile a real big smile. He did it all day, so we just kept taking pictures so we could laugh at the "after smile".....he's still a cutie though.
See he's on the verge of a smile here.
and here...
and here.....

The attack of the bats

Last weekend we built a fire pit with cinder blocks out in the back yard and had a cook-out, just me and Bill. So we built our little fire again tonight and sat out side and had some roasted hot dogs, chips and baked beans....s'mores for dessert, with the dark chocolate hershey....yum.

So everything was very pleasant, no wind, no humidity and warm temps. However, just as soon as the sun was below the horizon and the robins finally shut up their eternal chirping, here came the bats....they kept getting lower and lower and were buzzing us.....so we came in the house. Did you know that you can't hear bats, unless they make their little clicking noise? They just suddenly appear above your head in the dusk....creepy!

Yep, that's me...

Preston was honored at Disney World....

(Pictures from Disney World posted below this post)

Ok, enough foolishness! Preston, Amanda and family went to Disney world last week. They had a really great time, even though it was extremely hot every day. Believe me I have been in Orlando, there is lots of humidity to go with that heat too. I talked to him yesterday. One day while they were lunching in the Magic Kingdom some of the staff was just talking to the people eating and they stopped at Preston's table. This person asked where they were from, etc, and during the course of the conversation someone mentioned that Preston was just home from Iraq and there on vacation. Soon this staff person returned and wanted to honor Preston as Veteran of the Day (month, year?) on Thursday. It was very exciting and Preston got to be in the front of the parade holding a folded American flag flanked by the color guard. I am so proud of him. It looks like little Hannah got to dress up like Tinkerbell too, how beautiful she looks. Austin is getting sooo tall and little Caleb is just growing like a weed. Preston has to leave again to return to Iraq next Sunday, May 13th....I wish so much he didn't have to go back...

Pictures from Disney....

And now a little ditty from the Smothers Brothers

"My Old Man's a cotton-pickin', finger-lickin', chicken plucker......what do ya think about that????

Tommy Smothers: I think you better not get mixed up.....