Family I Would Walk 5.00 Miles ...And I would walk 5.00 more (you know, in week or two when we're rested)
Family Season's Bleatings Penny, for one, won't stand for much more of this! ...And I don't blame her.
News He Is Siamese If You Please... He is Siamese if you don't please. (But let's be real... how could you not?)
Family Thanks Given, Thanks Taken Ups and downs in the final week of November. Let's try to stay positive :)
Family Betting the Farm, or Buying It? A metric ton of bullcrap... with expedited shipping! But, don't worry: We're red koopas in the end.
Family Here's the Core; Now, Where's the Creek? A creekless park is at the core of today's story about rappers, rockfish, and toxic algae.
Family Spiced Munchkin Pie and French Crumb Cake Two little doughnuts turned one and three! The party ran on Dunkin and was sponsored by Coca-Cola.
Family Paradise, Potato Skin, and Punkins (and a Keleton) We closed out October with a killer week packed with tons of fun!
Family Playin' at the 'Wicki! Kevin and I finally got an answer to a looming question, and then went hiking at Playwicki Park
Family Hollow Darkness, My Old Friend Hollow darkness, my old friend... We've come to hike through you again.
Family A Ray of Hope Amidst a Grimm Week Just watching the rest of Grimm, and a bit of news about our build permit request
Family Burgers, Kings, Mustaches, and Warnings We skated on thin ice... and ate Burger King... and lived to tell about both.
Family In Sickness and in Health More of the former than the latter these past two weeks, but all is well that ends well!
Family Charge, Check, Cache in Hand! An antihurricane rolls through; then we try our hands at geocaching.
Family Our Way and the Highway Scenes from a bureaucratic dystopia... largely in an attempt to make a boring week interesting.
Family Crashing the Party and Riding the Rails Umm... yeah. A party was crashed. Rails were ridden. Just read it.
Family Too Cool [be]for[e] School One final action packed weekend as Riley gears up for back to school.
Family 1 Party, 2 Parents, 3 Parcels, 4 Weeks in Putz-town 1-2-3-4, get that pedal to the floor. Gonna-gonna speed up? Slow down! (Not coolio at all.)