Sunday Morning Monkey…

So this weekend I reached the grand old age of thirty-*cough*.  I’m still having trouble absorbing that fact myself, and I keep recounting the years on my fingers but sure enough, time and time again, I found that as of Saturday, I was old enough to split myself in half, have both of myselves start…

By the time last weekend arrived, the Jones family were in desperate need of some fresh, foresty air.  We invited Nanny and Abuelito along, packed the huskies and us bipeds into cars and “brummed” (drove, according to Jensen) away in search of adventure… The rain held off for a change and we rambled down the…