Barbara and Phil, my mom and brother, came for a visit in June. As usual, it was 90 + degrees, so we took Spencer to the waterpark.
Phil and Spencer.
In August, we took Spencer to the Oklahoma Noodling Festival in Paul's Valley, which is 45 miles south on I-77 from Norman. For those of you unfamiliar with noodling, it's catching a catfish with your bare hands without rod and reel. Back in the old terriorial days, it's how people without means put food on their table, so it's a celebration of the human spirit to persist. As usual, it was 100 + degrees with a heat index of 115, so we only stayed a little while!
An Oklahoma noodler.
Tabby's photograph of the BNSF line down to Paul's Valley.
In August, we took Spencer to the Oklahoma Noodling Festival in Paul's Valley, which is 45 miles south on I-77 from Norman. For those of you unfamiliar with noodling, it's catching a catfish with your bare hands without rod and reel. Back in the old terriorial days, it's how people without means put food on their table, so it's a celebration of the human spirit to persist. As usual, it was 100 + degrees with a heat index of 115, so we only stayed a little while!
An Oklahoma noodler.
Tabby's photograph of the BNSF line down to Paul's Valley.
Spencer and his monkey.
Spencer.
In August, Pat, Tara, Kestrel, and Kaya came to visit us. This is Kes and Spencer reading.
Tabby and Spencer.
It was Tara's birthday, so we had a birthday party and she was the princess!
Spencer gets gnarly with the pink featherduster.
Spencer.
In August, Pat, Tara, Kestrel, and Kaya came to visit us. This is Kes and Spencer reading.
Tabby and Spencer.
It was Tara's birthday, so we had a birthday party and she was the princess!
Spencer gets gnarly with the pink featherduster.
In July, we took Spencer to the Cleveland County Fair and he began his fascination with cars, tractors, and trucks, so he's sessioning on this John Deere rider mower. I won't put the photo of him freaking out on the kid car ride. He's not ready for amusement rides yet!
This is Aaron Friskee (aka: the Friz) at Brad's backyard halfpipe. We visited Brad on my way home from Lincoln in September.
Brad and his ramp. Brad's house is like the tree fort for all skate kids in the neighborhood. He's like Captain Hook, and the kids are his pirate band!
This is Aaron Friskee (aka: the Friz) at Brad's backyard halfpipe. We visited Brad on my way home from Lincoln in September.
Brad and his ramp. Brad's house is like the tree fort for all skate kids in the neighborhood. He's like Captain Hook, and the kids are his pirate band!
3 comments:
I'm sorry to be rude like this. My name is Chris. I was doing a search for old friends on the NET and came across your blog, during a search. I knew your wife and sister inlaw a while back, actually dated your sister inlaw for a while. I wanted to drop a line to see how everybody was doing, maybe get in touch. Please feel free to pass my e-mail onto either of them parkerflygtr@gmail.com. Thanks and sorry again if this is a bit rude.
wow...let me jump on the weirdo stalker from the past band wagon like old Chris here...doood! are you alive? are no longer with OU press?!?! wtf?!?! did the Price Tower Museum ever contact you about "Centuries of Progress: American World’s Fairs, 1853-1982" - i told them that they needed to tap you for a resource...anyway, you obviouly aren't keeping up with this shiz so holler at me..tell Tabby i said "yo, whad up!"
Show us what's up with Nebraska, bro. Skateparks, shows, record stores; what's the score?
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