Thursday, December 29, 2011


Where has time gone and where has gone?!? 

For six months you have mourned my loss.

Then you got my Christmas card and it had this weird new web address on it, when you came and visited there was no Christmas letter, you were really confused.

Sorry I was lame.

It has been been a crazy six-months.  Bad excuse but it is my excuse please forgive me.

But now you can all rejoice because I am back.  I AM BACK...

...and I am better then ever.  Scouts Honor

Because I am not an I. As you can see this blog is a we blog with not just me but the whole family.  Which means when I go on a bloggie break hopefully one of my other crazy compound dwellers here will fill the void with their crazy stories of living with me. Don't you think it will be great to start getting their perspective on what goes on in this crazy house of ours.  You have my perspective on life, that I am pretty chill, I let things roll of my back, I am awesome, I rock, I am pretty much the bomb, now you will get everyone ideas (don't be surprise if they are more uptight, I am just saying).   Really how many times do you want to hear me rattle on and on about how laundry needs to be done on Monday and that Tuesday is Coscto day, Wednesday we go swimming... when I think about it I am amazed my other blog had 8 followers.  I love all 8 of you.  You rock, I am sending you Starbucks cards for reading about my dull life.  (well as soon as I discover your addresses). 

Anyways lets get back on track here. 

Get ready for a very exciting New Year. Sit back hold on tight, follow us, become a member, tweet us, google+ us, face book us, I don't know do what ever it is so you do so you don't miss a post because we will be entertaining and you will learn about life and how to get along with family friends and everyone in between!!

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Friday, December 23, 2011


On the floor

      In the corner

          Sits a paper bag.

Cards, notes, bills, pamphlets.

One year and lots of hoops; cancer gone.

Now I sing and dance in the sunshine with my friends.


When a stranger reaches out in need I grasp their hand.

Because of

               A paper bag

        In the corner

On the floor.

by Nana

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Christmas Open House

Luckily I got a few photos of the set up that Lynn and Tracy slaved to create. 40-some folks dropped by during the evening, from across quite a range of friend circles that all of us at the Compound have. What an eclectic mix! We're in the spirit now! (Not that we needed much help.)

And a break-through with the kids... We set up the mancave as a kid party area, with their own goodies and games. And lo and behold, with as many as 8 of them at a time (all under 10, some well under 10), they handled themselves exceptionally well. No broken bones, no artwork on the walls! Can I get a Merry Christmas!?

Sunday, November 27, 2011

3rd Annual Great Pumpkin Roll

The Compound celebrated our 3rd annual pumpkin roll. Every year, after Thanksgiving, we roll our massive pumpkins down our steep hill. Any reason to have an event equals Good Times!
You can see further pictures here:

Saturday, November 26, 2011

They think we're just fishin'...

Catching fish has very little to do with fishing. Oh, for sure, there is considerable chatter about what to do when the whale is reeled in. But, for the most part, it's all about exploring, chatting about a million other things, all very important, and when is snack time.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thanksgiving at the Compound

Our family is blessed and have many things to be thankful for. Thanksgiving day itself is a blessing for our family because every year we are able to spend the day with 30-40 of our closest friends and family.

Everyone brought their favorite sides and we Grilled and BBQed both a 30 pound turkey and 20 pound primerib. mmm . . . A true feast!!!

Notice the 80-something year old next to the 80-something week old!

Here are some great pictures of the event:

Sunday, November 20, 2011


Let’s set the stage… A wonderful fajita dinner is about to be had. Matt has all the meat nicely sliced and has put the sliced meat in a serving container. All the while, Matteo has been perched on his stool, as close as he can possibly get (which means, of course, smack up against whoever is working) at the kitchen counter carefully monitoring what Daddy Matt is doing. Matt makes a rather grandeose gesture to mark the completion of the meat by lifting the cutting board high to pour all the remaining juices and crunchy scraps over the meat. As the yummy goodness is pouring over the meat in the serving dish, Matteo yells, “Incoming!…”.