Monday evening I went wading in Lake Travis. I had my camera and was shooting a fun multi-generational family while they ran and played and laughed. I took way too many photos and couldn't help editing as many as possible to share with them, to help them remember the fun they had that day with their parents/grandparents and sister/aunt visiting from Guatamala. You can see a lot of the photos in "Generations".
I saw the movie "Mud" last night with some friends. I hadn't heard much about it, but it stars Matthew McConaughey, and one of my friends is madly in love with him. So I see a lot of Matthew movies.
In my opinion, this is one of his best. I enjoyed the movie so much that I wish it was based on a book so I could read it.
For Christmas my oldest gave me and Tom gift certificates for massages.
But between working weekends at the winery and weekdays subbing in the schools as much as possible, I didn't have time for a massage.
Until today. I figured I should take advantage of this unemployed time off, even though I'd rather be working.
Oh, it felt so good! Sitting at this computer typing and editing photos takes its toll on my neck and back, and you can only imagine what staying on your feet for six or seven hours in a restaurant will do to you.
Thank you, Tommy!
If you live anywhere near Austin, or plan to visit, I recommend making an appointment with Ruth Ann Blackwell!
Tom called me down to the laundry room earlier this week. When he does that, I know to bring my camera. Look who decided to visit us.
Since tarantulas aren't any help when it comes to laundry - in fact, they can be a downright hindrance - Tom escorted it back outside.
By the way, the herding above didn't work. It went skittering into the shelves. That's when I left and I'm not sure how Tom ended up catching it.
(At least I think he caught it....)
The other night this toad decided to visit us upstairs. Isn't he handsome? I mean, for a toad?
We can't figure out how these critters are getting inside, but I'd rather have a tarantula and a toad than those little mice who took such a liking to us. Ugh.
Today is Flag Day, commemorating the day the American flag was adopted in 1777.
I swear I recently took a photo of the little faded flag flying on my parents' porch to post, but it's lost in a maze of files in my computer.
It's just one of those small ones on a wooden stick . They have it tucked into the metal porch supports and keep it up all year. I like that.
So instead of the flag, and since by the time I publish this it won't be Flag Day anymore, here's an old red Ford truck I spotted today. Not quite Old Glory, but an American icon at least.
Hope you have a wonderful weekend!