Friday, March 27, 2026
Big Ole Hairy Friday
Thursday, March 26, 2026
Photo Flashback Thursday
Once a week, I like to take a little bit of time out, time to look at some of the 30,000+ photos that I have stored on my computer. Little lost moments in time that I either captured with a lens, scanned, or just stole from somewhere on the internet. I like to find just one and post it up, recalling or reliving the picture to the best of my ability. Sometimes this is a pretty easy task, and sometimes it's not that easy, but one thing it has always been a lot of fun.
This weeks pic goes back a few years, Amy and Ralph hosted a cookout at their place four years ago. I'm not sure if it was just for Memorial Day or a Housewarming or whatever. It was one where everyone was there at the same event.
Amy and Ralph are such good hosts, every time they do one it is memorable. This picture was one I like, it was Amy simply carrying food from the kitchen to the pavilion.
Have yourself a great day.
Hi ho hi ho
Wednesday, March 25, 2026
Lucy's Journal
March 25, 2026
Dear Journal,
Today started out like one of those “this seems like a peaceful idea” kind of days… which should have been my first warning that it absolutely was not going to stay that way.
Ed suggested we all go fishing down at the Monongahela River. Fresh air, calm water, maybe catch a few fish—nice and relaxing, right? So of course I packed up Peanut, Kiwi, the Quackers, and the rest of our usual troublemakers and off we went.
For about… oh, I don’t know… six minutes, everything was perfect.
Peanut was sitting on a rock like a seasoned fisherman, tail wrapped neatly around his paws, staring intensely at the water like he was about to solve the mysteries of the universe. Kiwi, on the other hand, was NOT interested in patience. He kept hopping from shoulder to shoulder yelling, “FISHY! FISHY! GET THE FISHY!” like a tiny, feathery coach who had way too much caffeine.
And then… the Quackers.
At first, they were actually fishing. I know. I was shocked too.
But the moment the first carp was pulled out of the water, it was over.
“I caught the biggest one!” shouted one.
“NO YOU DID NOT, MINE IS CLEARLY BIGGER!” yelled the other.
They started lining the fish up side by side, measuring them with sticks, wings, and at one point—I am not kidding—one of them tried to eyeball it by comparing it to his beak.
Kiwi immediately declared himself the official judge, which somehow made things worse.
Peanut just slowly blinked and moved three feet farther away.
The argument escalated quickly. Voices got louder, wings started flapping, and before I could step in—
SMACK.
One of the Quackers slapped the other with a fish.
And that, dear Journal, was the exact moment things went completely off the rails.
Within seconds, it turned into an all-out dead fish food fight.
Fish were flying everywhere.
Kiwi was dive-bombing through the chaos like a tiny green missile, squawking battle cries and somehow throwing pieces of fish mid-flight. Peanut tried to maintain dignity for approximately two seconds before getting smacked in the side by a rogue carp—and then he joined in with surprising enthusiasm.
I tried to stop it. I really did.
But then I got hit.
Right in the shoulder.
With a fish.
And honestly? At that point, it felt personal.
So yes, I regret nothing.
There we were, a full-blown fish fight on the banks of the Monongahela, laughing, slipping, dodging flying carp like it was some kind of bizarre Olympic event.
By the end of it, we were all exhausted, smelled absolutely terrible, and had probably scared off every fish within a mile.
Peanut was covered in fish scales but looked oddly proud of himself.
Kiwi declared it “BEST DAY EVER” approximately 47 times.
The Quackers? Still arguing about whose fish was bigger.
Of course.
We packed up what little dignity we had left and headed home, leaving behind what I can only assume will become a very confusing story for anyone else who visits that spot.
All in all?
Not exactly the peaceful fishing trip we planned…
…but definitely one I won’t forget.
—Lucy
Tuesday, March 24, 2026
Tuesday's Tidbits
* Monday is over, now we are staring straight down at a Tuesday. Good time for a tidbits.
* It has been 22,735 days since I was born, that is 21 years using my new, new, new, and improved 1,069-day Calendar. Mom is at 30,389, which would make her 28 according to my new and improved calendar.
* It has been 7,987 days since I graduated from WVU with a Degree in Geography. I love what I do and am thankful to still be working in my field.
* 6,581 days ago, Michelle and I had our first date together. Life has been much better since then.
* 5,785 days ago, I proposed to Michelle in the backyard at 4:00 in the morning. I've been the luckiest guy since that fateful day.
* It was 5,822 days ago in front of our closest friends and family, for the most part, Michelle and I became husband and wife at the Marilla Center, it was a great day with friends and family.
* I have now lived 2,960 days longer than my Dad did and I'm still going strong, slowing down but still going.
* Michelle has been living a clean and productive life and beat that alcohol demon 1,614 days ago today.
* My older Brother Jonathan lived 21,280 days, I've now outlived him by 1,470 days, making me Senior Supreme Sibling once again!
* Old roommate Gregg proposed to his fiancée 192 days ago, I'm happy for those two. I asked him a couple weeks ago if they set a date yet, he said we would be the first to know.
* I have 2,157 days to go until I retire, give or take a few hundred days here or there, but I love doing what I do. Who knows, though, doing what I do I may never retire.
* 315 more days until Phil steps to center stage once again for Groundhog Day. I'm still mad at the damn rat
* 282 more days to go until my Goodbye 2026 Blog is posted.
* There are 2765 more shopping days left until Christmas 2026.
* There are 260 days until I hit the age of 63. Yeah I know, I'm really older than 21.
* There are only 143 more days to go until Michelle and I will celebrate our 15th Wedding Anniversary......maybe
* There are 90 days until my second favorite season begins, Summertime!!!!!!
* It has been ∞ (infinity symbol) days since I have hated both Pitt and Penn State.
* I have written 8,292 blogs in what is now 21 years of Blogging.
* I've taught 3 of the 4 in-person classes, I have one more to do then I may have to do another one on Microsoft Teams for another group that we are going to integrate with by the end of the year.
* Progress on my Selfie in Space, right here. We are ready for liftoff and holding.
* Looking for Girl Scout Cookies? Ryleigh's Page
* Looking for Girl Scout Cookies still? Arabellas Page
* This is my favorite TicTok of the week. Got to love animals and how they interact
* Hi ho hi ho
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