Halloween time only means one thing. Chestnuts. Everywhere. The squirrels are very happy about the situation. And I have to say, I think they are getting pretty bold, letting me take pictures of them eating!


I’m not sure what I’m more worried about. Getting whacked in the head with chestnut spikes or getting attacked by a squirrel. People are right about Detroit being a dangerous place to live!

This was the cry heard around the world. The spork had been left on the floor, and somehow I had run over it with a chair. I have to say, the peanut has not been the same since. If you know of any sporks looking for a good home, please let us know.
This is grandma, grandpa, Donnie and I outside with the peanut. Note how thrilled the peanut looks.
Here the peanut is eating his birthday cupcake. He did it much more neatly than I thought he would have!