Off…

We’ve been a bit…um…crazy here at chez SBird. Tomorrow, we’re off to the beach, to introduce The Bee to ocean, sand, salt, and sun…in Florida…Key West. My college roommate lives there and owns a restaurant. I haven’t seen her since the mid-90s…

Sophomore Year…1985…

(forgive the requisite pearls…it was the 80s, after all)

Graduation…1988…

I’ll try to post a little from the beach….

Trunk or Treat…

I did in fact show The Bee the two costume choices–again–right before launch time, and she most very definitely this time signed “don’t like” when I showed her the bee…so she was the blue-winged-dark-fairy-butterfly last night for her first Halloween:

In the ranching community where we live, there is no going door-to-door. Doors exist down dark dirt driveways, sometimes meandering a mile or more into the hills and canyons. Too weird. Too scary. Too exhausting. So, alternatively, the town holds what’s known as a “trunk or treat”…everyone gathers in the primary school parking lot at five o’clock and the kids go round in a big circle, from car trunk to car trunk, gathering candy from the adults, who hang out in lawn chairs or on the backs of their pick-ups…

After the trunk or treat, we took The Bee into town and went trick-or-treating in our old neighborhood, which used to be quite lively but was rather sedate this year…checking in with some former neighbors was nice…The Bee looked like this upon reaching our driveway once again: