Levi and Kristin.  I hadn't seen them in several years.  Levi put my house pictures to shame with his pictures of his trip to Europe.

Linde showing off her Vitara.

And here's a picture of it that won't irritate her nearly as much as the one above.

My dad loading the Durango after the carnage.

Presents out of the way, lunch over, lets all be lazy and lounge around!

(See, I still don't understand the compulsion to meet early and then be lazy and nap later.  Let's just move it to later in the day.)

Lisa says I shouldn't post these.  But it's my little revenge against the people who poke at me for not arriving at 9 a.m.

I'm not sure who all of these people are.  I think some of them may have wandered in by mistake.

That's Shaylee in the orange.  I don't know who that is in the front.

Awwwww . . .

While everyone else was napping, my mom gave me a tour of the new café, the Korner Kitchen.

Unfortunately, they took the acronym one step too far with "Korner Kitchen Katering."  I pointed out the unfortunate abbreviation, but I don't know if they're going to change it or not (you really should, mom).

Mainstreet in my hometown.

Mainstreet going the other way.

Later in the day I popped out north to visit my dad's parents.  I hadn't seen them in a year, so it was a good little visit.

On my way home the next day, I stopped to take a picture of the sign at the end of my parents' driveway (which has been there for over a decade).   Someone accidentally hit it and broke it off its posts, but we're not exactly certain who.

My mom promised to get right on the case and track the perpetrator down, just as soon as she gets the dents in the front of her Durango repaired.