I found this mystery photo on the Internets. Any guesses as to who it might be?
I’m relieved to report the flooring project is done, finished the bedroom trim last weekend. So a few more floor pictures and then I promise no more for at least a few decades. Or maybe next Winter after I loose enough memory brain cells.
Here it is the bedroom in progress:
And here I am cutting and installing the last piece.
If I liked Champaign, this where I’d be breaking a bottle across the bow of the floor. Fortunately I don’t like Champaign. Otherwise I’d have to add a bow to the floor.
The obligatory before and after pictures:
Z&T had a great time in Hawaii. Z, C, & M made a cool beach hut from driftwood and palm leaves:
We hosted and hostieed three dinner get togethers. This one was an empty-the-fridge dinner with some of the neurology residents (center) and Abbey and her new boyfriend, who plays a great game of ping pong:
Marie and husband Jason tested out our exercise equipment:
Last weekend we went to a Jewish Seder with Helen’s dept chair:
One of the things you have at a Seder is a meatless bone. We threw a bone in our toaster oven to get the meat off it, then forgot about it when we went to their house. Helen, apparently a stickler about the details of a Seder, insisted we go back to get it, which turned out to be a good idea as it was slowly burning up and filling our house with smoke! Here it is talking with the piano, trying to to see who is blacker:
One of our cactus thought that was so funny it fell over and peed all over my desk:
The more astute among you might observe that cactus don’t pee, but rather the real story was that it tried to crawl over to drink my glass of orange juice, but failed because it forgot it didn’t have a straw. Or a mouth.
So I cleaned up the mess, then tried to put it back, but it revolted, jumping out of it’s pot to try to mate with a neighbor.
I tried to teach it how mating works with his kind, birds and bees and such. But he insisted he needed physical contact, as birds and bees don’t touch his kind due to the thorns. So in frustration, as I picked cactus thorns out of my fingers, I demoted him downstairs.
That mystery photo … Nick had Chloe cut his hair off. He is minimizing the number of things he keeps, down to 99 things total, including things like socks and laptop power cords. I guess this month, without his hair, he is down to 98 
Bruce
