The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly

This is the GOOD Punjabe. She is doing her Blue Cap Yoga meditation for the betterment of mankind.
She must lie in different positions to keep her muscles properly toned so that she can be successful on life-saving missions and her various other humanitarian efforts.

Sizing up a remodeling job that she is going to do for Kaye.

Then there is the BAD Pierre. You can see the disdain for honest people on his face.

He is fully alert only when there is food being prepared or eaten.

Here is the UGLY Pierre after having been punished for intentionally tripping Kaye while she was carrying a bowl of food to the table.

He is not too happy about his lot in life.

That's OK. I am mailing him to Hawaii for a vacation. Don't worry. I sprinkled some litter in the bottom of the box. I have only 2 words for him. Media Mail.

At the compound

John-ray and Dianne Crispino came to visit Mom and Dad last weekend.

Ocee drew this picture for her teacher's birthday.

Punjabe and Paw-Jabe: Two peas in a pod!

Punjabe says

Don't make me go down there to straighten you out.

The Latest from down below

Mamma with her baby.

Armand in mid air. Evel Knarmand.

Ocee replacing a faucet....my little plumber.

Daddy recently began using Rogaine.....Don't say anything, we're pretending we don't notice.

At Christmas.

What can I say about this one?

Stud!

At Halloween.

Slaying the Snow Monster

Yet another dump of snow. After using the snow blower, I still have lots to do. The ends of the driveway at the road have a big berm of snow/ice from when the plow passed. Also, if you don't remove all of the snow from in front of your mailbox and along the road approaching and leaving it, your mail will not be delivered.
Taking care of the road leading up to the mailbox.

This stuff just never ends! I need more diesel fuel.

Here are a couple of videos of me working on the tractor. The neighbors love me. I have found that getting a tractor is the surest way to bring your neighbors calling. "Hey, could you dig out this bush?" "Hey, could you push down this tree?" "Hey, could you drag this huge rock to the back of my property?" "Hey, could you muck out the plow berm at the end of my driveway? My blower can't get through it." I think we are getting some extra Christmas gifts next year.

An Ironic (or Iconic) Plant

There is a plant that grows around here that is called "Red Stick". I don't know what the actual name of it is. In our yard, it grows all along the East border.
It is really red. These pics were shot through a double pane of glass during a freezing rain, so they really don't show it off that well, but you get the idea.

I think it's ironic that the people from Louisiana are the only ones in the neighborhood who have this growing in their yard. It makes a nice border, though.