If your hotel room comes equipped with earplugs. Or, as Bill pointed out you could just be in a really cheap place with a lot of prostitutes. I'm going with traffic noise, OK?

Big Bexar does not like to have his picture taken. This comes as a huge disappointment for his shutterbug parents.

I didn't expect dandelion blooms the day after Thanksgiving in Michigan, but that's what I saw today.

We did some light shopping for Black Friday. Almost all of our gifts are already under the tree, but we still like to get out in the hustle and bustle for a bit. We stopped at Home Depot for a drill and a ladder. We bought a couple of things at Sears. Then we grabbed some breakfast at Mega Classic Diner. As we were leaving, I spotted this awful Elvis bust. I swear if the man actually looked like this, Rock and Roll would never have become popular.

It was just the two of us for Thanksgiving this year. We still managed a traditionalish dinner of turkey, dressing, gravy, green bean casserole, and sweet tea.

Most of my growing up years, I knew teaching was my calling... except for the tween years when all I wanted was to be a Rockette.
Each year, I watch the Macy's parade and wait with great anticipation the minute and a half that I get to see them. I stand right in front of the tv, and have to admit that a few tears stream down my face. I don't think they are tears of regret; I believe that I just get overwhelmed by the beauty.

Now that I finally have a front facing camera, expect more self portraits like this one in the car. I'm still glowing from that post iPhone purchase rush.

Today's mismatched socks for your viewing pleasure.

Expect to see photos more frequently.