Tennis Anyone!?!

The Second Annual
Special Olympic "Tennis For Fun Day"
was held in Rockport, Maine today. What a great time!








The serve!










The view!









The road trip!











Team players!












The awards!!!











New friends!












More awards!









A medal winner!









And yet another!












Too much fun!!!












Learning new skills!

It's all about your swing!

I am one proud coach, each one of these athletes left with a medal today!

We owned this tennis cup that was on display!

A Gold medal winner!!!

Let's play!

The Mid-Coast Maine Recreational facility.

New Corn and Wild Hogs!

I love it when Matt stops at Wal-Mart on his way home.

All in the family.

Matt's family reunion was held at his sisters home on Eddington Pond.










This is their year round home on the pond.









Me and Matt's cousin, Sister Karen. She teaches at a Catholic school in Pittsfield. She is my favorite cousin.








Cousin Pam, sister of Sister Karen.











Aunt Toni.









Matt's brother Greg from Maryland. He likes to vacation in Maine each summer and frequently remind us Mainers how "back woods" we are. News flash Greg! We like being "back woods!"








Aunt Babe, mother of Sister Karen and Pam. She is one hot ticket!








Uncle Wayne, youngest brother to Matt's father.










After the reunion, we stopped by Johnny and Kim's on the banks of the Penobscot River.

This is Joe. He is famous around the neighborhood as a great hunter.

Johnny is just plain famous.

Watchin the river flow.

Dinner and a dip.

Matt's daughter, Jenny, came to visit the other night. She likes night swimming.

Big old fish!

Every Friday night the local news features a series called "Big Ol Fish" where people send in pics of their prize fish. Matt has always wanted his picture on "Big Ol Fish." Someday I intend to send in one or two. I've decided make this yet another theme to my blog.

Big old fish heads.

I love a friday night!

For the first time in two weeks, neither one of us is "on-call." No pagers going off at all times of the day and night. No call to duty! Yippee!!!

Artsy thang of the day...featured artist!

My sister, Jerry!!! She took some great beach shots in South Carolina. Suitable for framing or what?

Artsy thang of the Day!!!

I've noticed that many of my fellow bloggers have an occuring theme to their blogs. These include: guess who I saw today, artsy thang of the day, and my personal favorite, "more of the same." Here is the first in my new series of pics with my new little pink camera, called, "Artsy Thang of the Day." I totally stole the idea from a fellow blogger.

Everyone should have an okay rock by their kitchen sink.

J.D. and Matt. Sid and Jackie have had bad luck with mowers lately, so Matt trims their beautiful veggie garden for them. Poetry in motion.

I made a new curtain with the left over material from the curtain Mom made while she was visiting and here is the tea cup that Mom and Dad scored on a yard sale for me.

Guess who came to town?

It's Kip and Sandy!!! This was, of course, cause for the South Carolina beach crew to get together for lobstah.

We missed not having Jerry and David there but toasted them on their 33rd wedding anniversary. We tried to call them but they must have been out celebrating their blessed event.

Kim and Sandy put in a new flower garden earlier in the day.

Storm Center update.

It took a tracktor, Sid, a truck, chains, and the Philbrick twins to clean up the big old willow. The job required much pondering, debate, planning, and good luck. Jackie and I tried to supervise and not get snapped in half by a tree.





Chain Saw Sid says that this saw works best because it has no muffler. Okay, Sid, whatever you say? He replied, "it makes me feel like I'm drivin a Harley."

Fresh meat.





















By the end of the day, we have a newly trimmed willow as the gateway to Michael Drive.

Auntie Em, Auntie Em!!!

The past few days have been hot and humid causing all those people who bitch endlessly about winter and how they hate the cold, to endlessly bitch about the heat. On Friday night, good old Mother Nature gave us a bitch of a storm. The wind was so strong it broke the umbrella completely off our deck table. It didn't break the glass table top, thank God, just the lazy Susan, (not me), shattered. We were lucky the umbrella didn't land in the pool.

Michael Drive is closed off to all traffic until Matt and Sid figure out what the hell to do with this tree.