an apology to my sister

I read this in today's Calgary Herald.

Woman walking dog in Victoria chased by deer

The article went on to describe how Barb Sharp, a 65-year old retiree, and her 11-month-old terrier-cross, Norton, were chased through her neighborhood. The doe "reared on it's hind legs, snorting and scratching the ground before it charged". "It was terrifying. This one was out to get me," reported Sharp who was fortunately rescued by a neighbor passing in their van. Frighteningly, this attack is reminiscent of another that took place a few weeks ago in Saanich.

So, I'm sorry Julie, for all the mocking I've done. Apparently your fears are totally grounded in reality.

new 'do

Warning: blurry, unflattering photos contained below.

So, I got a haircut... finally.

vacay...

...or not. What do you call it when you spend a week and a half sitting around your grandparents-in-law's house watching tv? Anyway, I took these pics of the kids hanging out at the park across the back alley - man, that park was a lifesaver.
ps - Don't you love how I've omitted all of the hair-pulling, gravel-throwing, stick-poking pictures. It gives the impression that my children are capable of playing nicely together for more than 2 minutes without alternating trips in to tattle, cry or generally trying to make eachother as miserable as possible.