Monday, August 17

ground control to grampa tom....

big happenings in the woodsly goodness, ya'll;
for the first time in several years,
jess's dad, big ol' badass bass fishin' Tom, is comin' on up.
to check in on his little lovely firstborn baby girl,
and his other other 'bionic baby bizzle,
and to scope out the new digs we're diggin' on.
hopefully we're makin' papa proud with our loud, hard lives up here.

in completely unrelated news,
more weiner guy happens today,
which is always pretty good times,
for a few hours of gloved-up man-on-man an' all that.
the weather is scorching, finally,
after a damp and dreary summer of cold dark doo-doo butter,
i'm all for more sunshiney bright, beautiful days,
and more hot, heavy, humidity, too.
and once the gang is all here,
it's all super-fancy eats and treats at the yankee magazine rave-reviewed
local yum4tum deliciousness of the thompson house eatery,
a.k.a. the t.h.e....
little kids don't misbehave at my table, ninjas.
believe it.
which is why we're all able to go out to munch up at the cloth napkin spot.

good times, hot weather, extended family;
never quiet, never soft...

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