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I flunked charm school.

So what.

Can't write anything.

= Jennifer =

Causing considerable consternation
to many fine folk since 1957

Pepper and me ... Seattle 1962

  

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= Jenny the Pirate =

Hoist The Colors

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I am a Blue Star Mother

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Insist on yourself; never imitate.

Your own gift you can present

every moment

with the cumulative force

of a whole life’s cultivation;

but of the adopted talent of another

you have only an extemporaneous

half possession.

That which each can do best,

none but his Maker can teach him.

= Ralph Waldo Emerson =

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Represent:

The Black Velvet Coat

In The Market, As It Were

 

 

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Contributor to

American Cemetery

published by Kates-Boylston

A Pistol With One Shot

Ecstatically shooting everything in sight using my beloved Nikon D3100 with AF-S DX Nikkor 18-55mm 1:3.5-5.6G VR kit lens and AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 G prime lens.

Also capturing outrageous beauty left and right with my Nikon D7000 blissfully married to my Nikkor 85mm f/1.4D AF prime glass. Don't be jeal.

And then there was the Nikon AF-S DX NIKKOR 18-200mm f:3.5-5.6G ED VR II zoom. We're done here.

Dying Is A Day Worth Living For

I am a taphophile

Word. Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Great things are happening at

Find A Grave

If you don't believe me, click the pics.

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Dying is a wild night

and a new road.

Emily Dickinson

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REMEMBRANCE

When I am gone

Please remember me

 As a heartfelt laugh,

 As a tenderness.

 Hold fast to the image of me

When my soul was on fire,

The light of love shining

Through my eyes.

Remember me when I was singing

And seemed to know my way.

Remember always

When we were together

And time stood still.

Remember most not what I did,

Or who I was;

Oh please remember me

For what I always desired to be:

A smile on the face of God.

David Robert Brooks
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 Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

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Keep To The Code

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You Want To Find This
The Promise Of Redemption

Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not;

But have renounced the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man's conscience in the sight of God.

But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:

In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus' sake.

For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;

Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;

Always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body.

For we which live are alway delivered unto death for Jesus' sake, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our mortal flesh.

So then death worketh in us, but life in you.

We having the same spirit of faith, according as it is written, I BELIEVED, AND THEREFORE HAVE I SPOKEN; we also believe, and therefore speak;

Knowing that he which raised up the Lord Jesus shall raise up us also by Jesus, and shall present us with you.

For all things are for your sakes, that the abundant grace might through the thanksgiving of many redound to the glory of God.

For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory;

While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal.

II Corinthians 4

Freedom is a fragile thing and is never more than one generation away from extinction. It is not ours by inheritance; it must be fought for and defended constantly by each generation, for it comes only once to a people. Those who have known freedom and then lost it, have never known it again.

~ Ronald Reagan

Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

I Knew You'd Warm Up To Me (recent scribblings)
Not Without My Effects

My Compass Works Fine

The Courage Of Our Hearts

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Daft Like Jack

 "I can name fingers and point names ..."

And We'll Sing It All The Time
  • Elements Series: Fire
    Elements Series: Fire
    by Peter Kater
  • Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    by Danny Wright
  • Grace
    Grace
    Old World Records
  • The Hymns Collection (2 Disc Set)
    The Hymns Collection (2 Disc Set)
    Stone Angel Music, Inc.
  • Always Near - A Romantic Collection
    Always Near - A Romantic Collection
    Real Music
  • Copia
    Copia
    Temporary Residence Ltd.
  • The Poet: Romances for Cello
    The Poet: Romances for Cello
    Spring Hill Music
  • Nightfall
    Nightfall
    Narada Productions, Inc.
  • Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    RCA
  • The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    by William Voegeli
  • The Art of Memoir
    The Art of Memoir
    by Mary Karr
  • The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    by Emily Dickinson
  • Among The Dead: My Years in The Port Mortuary
    Among The Dead: My Years in The Port Mortuary
    by John W. Harper
  • On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    by William Zinsser
  • Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    by Steven Milloy
  • The Amateur
    The Amateur
    by Edward Klein
  • Hating Jesus: The American Left's War on Christianity
    Hating Jesus: The American Left's War on Christianity
    by Matt Barber, Paul Hair
  • In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms
    In Praise of Stay-at-Home Moms
    by Dr. Laura Schlessinger
  • Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    by Tod Benoit
  • Bird Brains: The Intelligence of Crows, Ravens, Magpies, and Jays
    Bird Brains: The Intelligence of Crows, Ravens, Magpies, and Jays
    by Candace Savage
  • Gifts of the Crow: How Perception, Emotion, and Thought Allow Smart Birds to Behave Like Humans
    Gifts of the Crow: How Perception, Emotion, and Thought Allow Smart Birds to Behave Like Humans
    by John Marzluff Ph.D., Tony Angell
  • Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    by Andrew Breitbart
  • 11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    by Paul Kengor
  • Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
    Mind of the Raven: Investigations and Adventures with Wolf-Birds
    by Bernd Heinrich
  • Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    by Matthew Rolston
  • Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    by Todd Harra, Ken McKenzie
  • America's Steadfast Dream
    America's Steadfast Dream
    by E. Merrill Root
  • Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    by Alexandra Day
  • Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    by Lynne Truss
  • The American Way of Death Revisited
    The American Way of Death Revisited
    by Jessica Mitford
  • In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    Master Books
  • Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    by Peter Schweizer
  • Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    by Brannon Howse
  • Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow: The Tragic Courtship and Marriage of Paul Laurence Dunbar and Alice Ruth Moore
    Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow: The Tragic Courtship and Marriage of Paul Laurence Dunbar and Alice Ruth Moore
    by Eleanor Alexander
Easy On The Goods
  • Waiting for
    Waiting for "Superman"
    starring Geoffrey Canada, Michelle Rhee
  • The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    starring Bette Davis, Ernest Borgnine, Debbie Reynolds, Barry Fitzgerald, Rod Taylor
  • Bernie
    Bernie
    starring Jack Black, Shirley MacLaine, Matthew McConaughey
  • Remember the Night
    Remember the Night
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, Fred MacMurray, Beulah Bondi, Elizabeth Patterson, Sterling Holloway
  • The Ox-Bow Incident
    The Ox-Bow Incident
    starring Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Mary Beth Hughes, Anthony Quinn, William Eythe
  • The Bad Seed
    The Bad Seed
    starring Nancy Kelly, Patty McCormack, Henry Jones, Eileen Heckart, Evelyn Varden
  • Shadow of a Doubt
    Shadow of a Doubt
    starring Teresa Wright, Joseph Cotten, Macdonald Carey, Patricia Collinge, Henry Travers
  • The More The Merrier
    The More The Merrier
    starring Jean Arthur, Joel McCrea, Charles Coburn, Bruce Bennett, Ann Savage
  • Act of Valor
    Act of Valor
    starring Alex Veadov, Roselyn Sanchez, Nestor Serrano
  • Deep Water
    Deep Water
    starring Tilda Swinton, Donald Crowhurst, Jean Badin, Clare Crowhurst, Simon Crowhurst
  • Sunset Boulevard
    Sunset Boulevard
    starring William Holden, Gloria Swanson, Erich Von Stroheim, Nancy Olson, Fred Clark
  • Penny Serenade
    Penny Serenade
    starring Cary Grant, Irene Dunne, Edgar Buchanan, Beulah Bondi
  • Double Indemnity
    Double Indemnity
    starring Fred MacMurray, Barbara Stanwyck, Edward G. Robinson, Porter Hall, Jean Heather
  • Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    starring Gary Anthony Williams
  • Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Passion River
  • It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    starring Clark Gable, Claudette Colbert
  • Stella Dallas
    Stella Dallas
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, John Boles, Anne Shirley, Barbara O'Neil, Alan Hale
  • The Iron Lady
    The Iron Lady
    starring Meryl Streep, Jim Broadbent, Harry Lloyd, Anthony Head, Alexandra Roach
  • Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    starring Peter Sallis, Anne Reid, Sally Lindsay, Melissa Collier, Sarah Laborde
  • The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    starring Red Balloon
  • Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    starring William Holden, Don Taylor, Otto Preminger, Robert Strauss, Harvey Lembeck
  • The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    starring Ginger Rogers, Ray Milland
  • My Dog Skip
    My Dog Skip
    starring Frankie Muniz, Diane Lane, Luke Wilson, Kevin Bacon
  • Sabrina
    Sabrina
    starring Humphrey Bogart, Audrey Hepburn, William Holden, Walter Hampden, John Williams
  • The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    starring Cary Grant, Myrna Loy, Shirley Temple, Rudy Vallee, Ray Collins
  • Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    starring Johnny Depp, Geoffrey Rush, Orlando Bloom, Keira Knightley, Jack Davenport
  • Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    starring Bette Davis, Paul Henreid, Claude Rains, Gladys Cooper, John Loder
  • The Trip To Bountiful
    The Trip To Bountiful
  • Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
    Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
That Dog Is Never Going To Move

~ RIP JAVIER ~

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Wednesday
Apr302008

Hard To Take

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I feel pretty badly for Christopher Ratte and his seven-year-old son, Leo, of Ann Arbor, Michigan. They were having a great father-son outing the other day at Comerica Park, home of the Detroit Tigers. Rushed as they arrived at the ballpark and in a hurry to find their seats, dad and junior made a quick stop at a concession stand where Christopher bought Leo a refreshing bottled lemonade.

I think the authorities at the ballpark in Detroit were right to step in when they saw a seven-year-old drinking alcohol throughout the game.

Fast forward a few hours to the top of the ninth inning. Father and son had snacked throughout the game on the usual -- hot dogs, peanuts -- and Leo had managed to finish about two-thirds of his lemonade. That's when a security guard approached the pair and asked Christopher if he had provided the beverage for Leo. "Of course," Mr. Ratte responded.  At that point they took Leo away from his dad, trundled the terrified boy into an ambulance, transported him to a local hospital's emergency room, and removed him from his parents' custody for at least two days.

See, his father had unwittingly given Leo an alcoholic beverage: specifically, Mike's Hard Lemonade. It happened to be a product he had never heard of, much less purchased, before that day at the ballpark.

I had to chuckle when I saw this news report, and not because I'm mean or anything. As I already said, I feel terrible for Mr. Ratte (who I'm convinced made an honest mistake).

What I found amusing was that I know someone -- well over the legal age to consume alcohol but a teetotaler by conviction -- who made a similar mistake a few years ago on a hot summer day. He was at a friend's house and reached into the fridge, grabbed a lemonade, and chugged it down. He said it didn't taste out of the ordinary, but for some reason after he'd drained the bottle, he looked more closely at the label and realized what he'd done. It was a bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade ... a product he'd never heard of until that day, much less bought, been offered, or imbibed. He was embarrassed because, like I said, he has a religious conviction about abstaining from alcohol. We, his friends, got a good laugh out of it and still tease him about it.

As for Mr. and Mrs. Ratte, the understandably heartbroken, frightened, and perplexed parents of Leo, social workers at the hospital said that while they believed Leo had ingested the alcohol by mistake, they still had to do their job and retain custody of him until a more thorough investigation could be carried out.

Ostensibly this would be to satisfy themselves that Leo's father did not take him to the Tigers game to get him drunk in front of thousands of people, make him sick, and possibly kill him.

As Leo's father himself pointed out in a news interview, if he was going to feed alcoholic beverages to his seven-year-old son on purpose, why would he do it over a period of several hours while sitting in a packed stadium?

Do me a favor. The next time you go out for dinner at a restaurant where alcohol is served, look around. Chances are you'll see at least one table where there are a set of what appear to be parents in the company of what appear to be their own small children. They'll all be eating a meal, and both parents will be drinking beer or wine. Unless you happen to be in Beverly Hills or Manhattan, you cannot believe they have a chauffeur waiting outside to drive them home or that they plan to call a taxi. One of those parents is going to get in the car after drinking and do the driving.

Remember to buckle those kiddies snugly in their carseats!

Don't get me wrong; I think the authorities at the ballpark in Detroit were right to step in when they saw a seven-year-old drinking alcohol throughout the game. But when the powers-that-be realized a terrible mistake had been made and that the whole thing was unintentional, once they confirmed the child had not been adversely affected I think they should have let him go home with his mom and dad. No harm, no foul. Truly. People mess up sometimes; dire consequences do not always ensue.

But what about parents who knowingly drink and drive ... and do so with small children in the car? Even if they say they are not impaired after one or two beers or a glass of wine, studies show that after consuming only one drink a person's capacity to make split-second decisions can be diminished. How much (or how little) impairment is "safe" when it comes to your own children? If someone had a teensy drink and wanted to drive my granddaughters around the corner, I'm pretty sure I'd do my impersonation of godzilla on the hood of their car. Complete with chest-beating and a bloodcurdling rebel yell for added drama.

And I'd tell them, hey ... when life hands you lemons, don't take it so hard.

Tuesday
Apr292008

Make Fritzl Into Schnitzel

He drove a Mercedes-Benz, wore natty jackets and crisp shirts with ties when he ran errands, and was every inch the dictator of his Austrian castle. 

For proof of that just ask his daughter, Elisabeth ... she being the one he has kept locked in the dungeon for the last 24 years, during which time she bore seven of his children.

Where exactly did Rosemarie think the children were coming from? Did they arrive by mail?

(Austria, did you say?  He must be paddling around in the same sadistic gene pool as Adolf Hitler.)

His name is Josef Fritzl, and for him as (grossly inadequate) punishment for his crimes may I suggest castration, followed by boiling in oil, toenails being removed with white-hot pliers, and that drawn-and-quartered thing ... in public.  To be posted on YouTube for his profound and repeated humiliation.

The news accounts of this sordid story are some of the most nauseating I have ever heard or read.  If the accounts are to be believed, Mr. Fritzl's wife, Rosemarie, thought her daughter had left home long ago "to join a cult" and was therefore unable to take care of her children.  Am I the only one with this burning question: Where exactly did Rosemarie think the children were coming from?  Did they arrive by mail?  They were being fathered by her own husband and born practically under her nose ... or quite literally under her feet.  One of the children, mercifully born dead, was thrown into an incinerator by dear old dad ... make that granddad ... er, dad ... hmmm.  I give up.  Let's just call him a prince of a guy.

Stockholm syndrome never kicked in on this one, either.  When the eldest of Elisabeth Fritzl's children, a 19-year-old daughter, was hospitalized this week and the sins of the father consequently at long last revealed, Elisabeth did not try to protect him.  She got free and is now in psychiatric care.  One can only hope she'll be able to remember and accuse papa of each and every atrocity in open court.

After he suffers all the other painful indignities I've lined up for him, how about let's make Fritzl into schnitzel ... and feed him to the neighborhood dogs.

Hope those dogs have very strong stomachs.

Monday
Apr282008

Let's Give Her A Hand

aok.jpgIn my weakened condition (I've got a bad cold), and in a time slot when I would ordinarily have been arranging my bonnet for church, yesterday I was cuddling Melanie and watching CBS Sunday Morning ... a TV news magazine hosted by Charles Osgood.  Between sneezing and blowing my nose, hoping against hope I wasn't infecting Melly, I became captivated by a segment involving one Ellen Sirot, a woman apparently famous in the advertising world for being a hand supermodel. 

What on earth are foot models not allowed to do? Do they walk all over town on their hands?

It seems there are models for many body parts; I guess if you don't have the wherewithal to succeed as a cover girl for Elle or a Victoria's Secret angel, you can offer up your feet, hands, knees or elbows for intense photographic scrutiny.  If you won any kind of a genetic lottery, some part of you may be deemed worthy for use in the never-ending quest to sell more stuff to the rest of us. 

Such is the case with the fortunate Ellen, who describes herself as "the 'it' of digits."

Any relation to Cousin Itt?  No, wait ... he was all about hair!  Ellen is more like "Thing" ... the Addams Family character who was nothing more or less than a disembodied hand in a box with a hinged lid.

If the way she poised her perfect neutral-colored hands as she was interviewed is any indication, Ms. Sirot appears to have taken lessons from Thing.  She constantly held the hands aloft, fingers separated delicately, posed as if just waiting for a product to be placed in her gentle grasp.  A very dignified ... if a little spooky ... mode of hawking wares.

When the interviewer, seemingly fascinated, shyly requested permission to touch the hands of the smiling Ms. Sirot, she was told that she could experience this tactile wonder if she used only her fingertips to very gingerly feel one hand, near the wrist.

"Aren't those the softest hands?"  Ms. Sirot wanted to know afterwards.  The interviewer conceded in an appropriately awed voice that the hands were indeed soft. 

I hardly expected her to say they felt like sandpaper.

Ellen the hand supermodel was shown walking down a busy street in Manhattan, her hands gloved to the elbows and held away from her body, fingers pointed heavenward, like a surgeon who has scrubbed for twenty minutes and is ready to be gowned.  The purpose of this unusual posture is to facilitate "draining" (as in blood), something Ms. Sirot does as often as possible.  It's enough to break a vampire of thumbsucking. 

Ellen says that her hands have not seen the light of day for fifteen years, and that she owns over 500 pairs of gloves to cover them with.  I have nearly that many shoes and I'm not even a foot model!  I couldn't model a toenail.

Ms. Sirot says that the list of things she's not allowed to do with her hands is endless.  She can't cook, clean, take out garbage, open a can, open a window, or open a door.  She can't work in a garden, play sports, or buckle her own shoes (her daughter does this for her).  Indeed, Ellen does not use her hands even for something as innocuous as pressing a button to call an elevator (she either uses an elbow or asks someone standing nearby to do it for her).  Mr. Sirot gladly does all of the housework and says he doesn't mind because she's beautiful and he loves her.  And because she sometimes makes thousands of dollars per hour for hand modeling.

But in my mind this begs the question: what on earth are foot models not allowed to do?  Do they walk all over town on their hands? 

Speaking of the lower extremities ... like actress Betty Grable, whose flawless legs were reportedly insured by Lloyd's of London for one million dollars, Ms. Sirot has hand insurance.  Unfortunately, however, it does not cover "the mundane, like a paper cut."  Wha ... ???  Sorry but it seems to me that if you have hands nice enough to require insurance for them, you could probably afford the kind that covers "the mundane."  And what about airbrushing?  As pluperfect as Ms. Sirot's hands surely are, I don't believe for a second that the photos taken of them never have to be enhanced.

At least one photographer who has had the pleasure of working with Ms. Sirot's hands says that she has figured out how to "make a hand a little prettier, a little happier, a little more aggressive." 

Shoot girl ... I just looked at my hands and realized that they are never happier or more aggressive than when I'm writing.  But alas, not nearly pretty enough to be photographed for advertising purposes.  I gladly leave that to the carpally superior Ellen Sirot, the self-proclaimed "it" of digits.

Friday
Apr252008

Melanie Plays Dress-Up

I'm ready for the ladies who lunch!
Thursday
Apr242008

Melanie Visits The State House

The View From Up High