Groom - ing

The timestamp on this photo is early July.

The ears in this photograph represent my little man sporting a brand new haircut.

The date of this blog entry reveals how long it has been since he's had a good grooming.

The typing of this entry details my determination to hustle down to the local doggie barber shop for his next trim.

The failure to produce a current photo reveals one of two things: my chagrin at not completing this task in a timely fashion; or my utter unwillingness to snap a photo and upload it!

Hmmm. I'll have the combo.

Happy Birthday, Boy . . .

It's a special day for Birthday Boy.

The day began with a Treasure Map decoded by mathmatical genius.

Presents littered the house, but the real Treasure isn't found in external places.

It is found in my heart.

The tracing of the moments, memories, days, and events that have transpired since you were born. That comprises the real treasure.

Yes, I've a treasure in my heart. The gold glitters and the silver sings songs of love for you, Israel.

Happy Birthday.

Mom loves you.

The Fame Of It All ~

Well, I guess I have a following.

Wow.

How cool is that?

As of late, I've been receiving emails and solicitations to 'get back to blogging'!! I sense that it is an 'or else' type of communication from those who love me.

So, to those who love me: Thanks. :) You've filled my emotional 'love tank' with fresh edification. :) You've successfully convinced me! Ok! I'll blog! :)

Now, what shall I share today? :) How about a new pic whilst I wet my writing pen . . . .

~Big Grin ~