Tyken is looking more Hawaiian

     

I was looking at the pictures in Angie's post from today and zoomed in on one of the pictures of Tyken in the faucet.   It reminded me of someone - especially the nose and mouth.    

    

     

What do you think?
 

    

Addendum to earlier post or "Local Vandals"

I have been asked where I got the "Still Here" picture in my last post.  

     

Here's what I would like to say.

It was done by our local delinquents who graffitied the street in front of our house.  Back in August just before Erika left, the Neilson's came for a visit.  For fun the kids decided to do races with the Plasma Car.   To make it more official, Jamie and Craig found some spray paint and created a START and FINISH line on the street.

Note to Jamie and Craig - DON'T EVER DO THIS AGAIN!!  

(but if you do, do it in front of someone else's house and don't put your initials by your work)

     

The START line.  

(Jamie, why are you finishing here?)

     

There were even spectators.

       

That would be a good story if the "STILL HERE" was really created by them but the truth is that I found the picture doing a Google search.   It has its own story - It was a message found on a building  after hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans.

   

So far I have 5 votes for stories.  3 for "Lost While Hunting" and 2 for "The Crazy Man".   I need to see if I can find pictures to support the stories. There is also interest in "The elephant on the bike" story - thanks Wilma.

Still Here

 

  

Just want everyone to know that I am still here.   In a recent comment Wilma said "Nicole wants to know, "don't you have something to do, like Bishop responsibilities?".  I think she was wondering about how I found time to blog.  Well, Nicole I do have Bishop responsibilities and this last week has probably been the busiest so far in terms of time.  By the time I get home I spend my time doing other things like eating and sleeping instead of blogging .  

   

Plus I really haven't had any bloggable events but Angie gave me a list of things I could blog about when I have nothing else to blog about.  She thinks I should tell the stories I told them when they were little. 3 that she mentioned were:

    

• The lost glove story, 
• The crazy man story and 
• The story about when I got lost when I went hunting with my dad.   

If you are interested in hearing these stories vote for your favorite one and I'll go with the one with the most votes.  You can add requests if you like as well.  If there are no votes or requests, I'll make up a story - maybe about seeing a guy walking his elephant on the bike path in Calgary (No Wilma - not an elephant on a bike).

    

BTW - Grandmabashi now has high speed internet.   Its interesting that it took her awhile to get it even though it has been available.  She thought dial-up was okay - that is until she discovered that she could "borrow" a neighbor's wireless connection.   All she needed was to experience high speed to know what she was missing.   I think there is a lesson to learn here.   Sometimes we are afraid to try new things thinking that we are doing fine.  But sometimes we need to get out of our comfort zone.  Who knows, there may be a whole new world out there.  Like Grandmabashi and her internet connection.  It opened up a whole new world for her.

      

(Fun fact: it actually costs her less for high speed than it did for dialup).

(Boring fact: I'm working a tradeshow today and did this post while waiting for the doors to open).

(Sad fact:  I'm working the Edmonton Realtor Association tradeshow - next door is a Golf tradeshow)