Black cats

This is Questen's favorite shirt.

It has Ray Misterio on it.

Who's that?

I don't know but he likes it.

Don't tell Questen but I sure think he's

pretty in this picture.

Questen came home from school the other day.

He says, Mom , I sure hope I don't cross paths

with a black cat. Why, I asked. Cuz I sure don't

want to have bad luck. I said well bud we have

the worst luck in the world...

cuz you know our baby kitty that you play with

every day, Bear Man? I think he's a black cat.

Questen says, Your right Mom he is.

I don't believe in such things bud, I told him.

Here is Bear Man. Proof that he is, indeed,

black.

I can just see the bad luck illuminating off of him.
Do you want to see our house August of 2007.

I sure don't want to brag too much, but our

grass sure was green.

I know, I am aware that it's just a hole.
It was like having a giant play pen. We just stuck

Questen and Violet in there and they couldn't get

out. Sometimes, I wish we had another one like it.

This picture was Sep, just about exactly, this time

last year.

Many people had great guesses for what the

octagon was for. A hot tub, A great big bath tub,

A sun room, and an underground bunker.

Most the time I just smiled and said,

You know, I don't really know. I wonder what

Shane decided to add.

Lately, I've been thinking that the underground

bunker might have been the better idea.

The world today.