Scene 1: a lovely afternoon
I cooked a lovely herbed chicken with herbs from our very own garden. I threw the chicken package, along with some unsavory chicken refuse, into the garbage. There were also some rotten potatoes in there that I had found earlier in the day.
Scene 2: the next morning
Stinky kitchen garbage! Eww! This stuff is going out to the bin right now!
Scene 3: the tragedy
On the way out to the garbage, about the time I get into my newly cleaned living room, the sack spills over and stinky, rotting garbage slops all over the wood floor!
Scene 4: the bleaching
Oh the humanity!
Tune in next time for our upcoming thriller: Kinked neck!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Here Fishie Fishie Fishie!
While we were in New York, we went on a fishing trip to Black Lake for a week.
Me contemplating the wonders of the universe.
Black Lake is about 20 minutes from Canada near Odgensburg. It is beautiful country, known for good fishing. We stayed in a cute little cabin:
Here we are on the cabin's porch. Michael (Matt's brother) is on the left, and his mom is on the right.


Here we are on the Party Barge! WooEEE! So fun. Take note of Matt's signature Bill Dance polarized fishing shades. Watch out fish!

Black Lake is about 20 minutes from Canada near Odgensburg. It is beautiful country, known for good fishing. We stayed in a cute little cabin:

And down below is Matt and Amelia outside with a spectacular view.

The weather in New York was beautiful. Very humid, but much cooler than back home.
Heading out to the boat to fish.



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And a few of our catches:
Amelia caught this fish all by herself! She reeled it in and everything before anyone noticed. "Help! Look! I caught a big, spiky fish!"

She caught quite a few. What a cute little angler.
Mike caught a 20" Northern Pike! He caught dozens more fish than any of us, hands down.
Here he is with 2 fish on 1 line. A sunny and a perch. He put us all to shame.
And here below (cough) is my (ahem) fish:
Marion also came with us. She's a friend of the family that used to go to the same branch. Here she is with Amelia.
She told us that this is her "dream home":
Where would you park?
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We saw lots of cool things. Like this:

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Here's Amelia with another fish:
Here's Amelia with another fish:


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What a fun, fun trip. Thanks Mom and Mike!
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