Picture Sunday

Hello, hello. I'm bringing up the rear yet again this week, but there are pictures, so never fear.

I'd been sitting here bemoaning the fact that I had no pictures for tonight, then I decided, hey. I tell you about it from time to time, I tell Mr M about it all the time, tonight, I'll just show you.

So tonight welcome to Picture Sunday - What Are The Boys Up To?

I couldn't find Good Luck Baby Lily at first, which threw me into just a bit of a panic. She's so small, you know, and has that hole in her midsection where Gossamer tried to eat her but coughed her up just in the nick of time. Finally I found her. She was playing in my make-up.



She likes mascara.

Mr Peanut seems to be negotiating a new commercial deal. By the way, don't you just love his latest where all the characters are having a big dinner together? And Mr Clean is in the kitchen doing the dishes? I think it's fine. Except for Charlie the Tuna. Mr Peanut's not overly fond of Charlie. Thinks he's crass. Anyway, there's a happily sober Mr Peanut, waving from a conference call to his agents.



Mr Peabody's been with me, and Mr M, and Sherman most of the weekend. He needed some relaxing "quiet time." So he's been soothing himself by playing his violin.



He's playing a little Mozart. He's quite good, you know. But please don't ever, I mean ever, call his violin a fiddle. I can tell you this from personal experience.

It's almost his bedtime, but Sherman's having a little fun with Huckleberry Hound. They're playing a rousing game of Jenga.



You know, I've discovered something. For all the quiet and steadiness of hand one needs to play this game, when the blocks topple over and the tower goes down, it's quite a noisy time. Very noisy, when these two play.

And finally, Gossamer is eating my bedroom slipper.



Ahh, the fun we have here. Never a dull moment, really.

Now it's time for the recipe du jour. From the coveted "Seafood" section of Cardville (ooooh!), say hello to Almond Baked Halibut. ("Halibut is the jug fish.")



Now, besides the fact that there is way too much crap surrounding this particular dish, I'm finding it very hard to believe that this is indeed baked halibut. I'm convinced it is actually two pears, halved, imitating baked halibut. I see nothing whatsoever the least bit halibutish about this picture. In any case, whatever it is, it's loaded up with almonds, and all those grapes and limes and other green things on the plate are, well, I don't know what they are, but those are pears, and I don't care if you agree with me or not. They're pears.

The card says we're supposed to have this dish with a salad, Brussels sprouts, baked potatoes, and baked bananas. Which you can leave off, because you're already getting your fruit in the main course. Pears.

Happy Week.

Betland's Olympic Update:
* Went to see "Walk The Line" this afternoon, and it was very good. I wasn't expecting to like it quite as much as I did, and Joaquin did a fine job as Mr Man In Black. And for my money, the movie's final scene, and final shot in particular, were just about perfect.
* A shout out to my buddy ESP, who is recovering from hip surgery. We visited her this weekend and had dinner, and she's doing very well, up and around and still her energetic self. And already asking when she can get back to doing aerobics.