Why Pandas Don't Mate

It's been a while so here's the shot from week 33. We're in the home stretch. And no, we still don't have a name picked out. Thanks for asking.

RIP Hazel Russell

My aunt (great-aunt) died yesterday. She was 96 years and 1 day old. People who hadn't seen her in awhile were always surprised that she was still so sharp. Remember that folks. My family doesn't lose acuity, we just get meaner.

Here we all are at her birthday party on Saturday afternoon with her chapter of the Daughters of the British Empire.

Home At Last

Arrived home from Kansas City last night. The flight was uneventful until landing...when they couldn't get the cabin door open! The flight attendant told us not to worry, that mechanics were coming right over to open it from the outside and they were even based in Tucson. What? If they weren't would we have had to wait until someone showed up from out of town?

Anyway, I pictured a giant church-key peeling back the door, but no such luck. I think they just used a hammer.

No, No. You Don't Want Any of This Cake

When we got back from Denver I had two zucchini in the garden which had grown to the approximate size and shape of eggplants, so today seemed like a good day to bake. Four loaves of zucchini bread, a pistachio cake and cream cheese frosting later, I have to say...you won't like it. Trust me. Terrible, horrible, sweet stuff. It'd probably just rot your teeth and give you a tummy-ache. The bread and cake are especially bad with that homemade frosting. Nothing to see here. Move along. I'll take care of the evidence shortly.