Oh, and school started today

My feelings on this, I think, go without saying.

The Good Stuff

Abby makes a good point

Abby makes a good point in her comment on my last post:

abigail emerson said...
Sorry, can't believe I forgot to comment on the title. "If you had to," as if marrying a TV star would be a real chore. And of all of the TV stars (a group, mind you, that includes Michael Vartan and Bradley Whitford) you would choose Bill Cosby. Clueless dad wearing frumpy sweaters sitting on the couch watching chaos unfold, occasionally contributing somewhat witty comments.
August 19, 2008 10:21 PM

Okay, she makes two good points. One, marrying a TV star probably wouldn't suck. And two, how could I have so quickly forgotten my first true TV love in favor of Bill Cosby?

(photo credit ESPN (?!?))

The only point of clarification here, of course, is that I didn't ever particularly care for the real-life Jason Priestley, but I was head over heels in love with the fictional Brandon Walsh.

As a side note, when I was in elementary school, I wrote a "short story" with a character I created named Todd Winters. Here's a shout out to him, as my first fictional crush.

If I had to marry a TV star, I would choose Bill Cosby.

It's been a busy week, and it's not slowing down anytime soon.


Last Thursday, we drove down to Omaha for the kid brother's white coat ceremony at Creighton. The ceremony was nice and we were all proud of Michael for being able to walk across a stage and put on a white doctor's coat in front of a large audience without tripping, stumbling, or getting his shirt sleeves caught awkwardly in the coat like so many others. There was lots of celebrating and toasting and general merriment in getting him off on the right foot:





Cyndy and Dave:



Cyndy and me at the tobacco shop...in old barber chairs...which were in the tobacco shop:

I was sad to come home Saturday night.

Today I took the girls to the beach while Jim golfed with Dad:

I would say that this would have been an excellent activity had it not ended in a citation from the Deephaven police for "failure to display parking permit" (which I don't have) and expired license tabs (which I received a ticket for about three weeks ago also).

Ugh.

This Wednesday morning, Jim and I are headed out on our first serious road trip. We're driving Dad's car down to his house in Phoenix and flying back late on Sunday night. We're hoping to be in Hays, America Wednesday night, Albuquerque Thursday night, and Dad's house sometime Friday afternoon. Talk about eking out one more trip this summer.

Superfluous photo of rainbow out my back window at my house:

I'm thinking I could market this kid.

Anya: When I go to the 'Lympics, I want to be the American.

Me: But Anya, you already are an American.

Anya: I am??

Me: Yeah. You're an American. You live in America.

Anya: Wow! I really LIKE being 'merican!! They get to wear the blue shirts and I REALLY LOVE BLUE!! [jumping up and down and waving arms.]