Saturday, July 08, 2017

"Oh yes we know the Biscuit Man!"

"who lives in Drury Lane!"

I wanted to title this "The Biscuitnator," but a quick search showed that the title is already taken. Travis suggested "Biscuit-Slave," but I thought that sounded a little... negative. Katie tried "Biscuit-serf," but that's really not much better. At any rate, today Travis made biscuits from six in the morning until three in the afternoon, so I'm sure he's a biscuit artist, however he's titled. I got a kick out his floury cap -- obviously he puts great oomph into his biscuitry!


 And, demonstrating our amazing self-control, those of us Not laboring at Bojangles today waited to open the enticing box that the postman brought from my wonderful friends Darcy and Paul, whose summer trip this year was through England,Scotland, and Wales!

As soon as he got home, though...



The kids are both delighted with their t-shirts from Loch Ness, and Katie was bowled over at also receiving a special shirt offered to raise money for the victims of the bombing at the Ariana Grande concert, which took place while my friends were in nearby Chester (Katie has long been a fan of the singer).



Livy had her yearly check up yesterday, and she got an excellent report except that she is a wee bit on the tubby side. She is now on reduced rations, poor lamb.


Ed, not generally a big boozer, really likes that whisky fudge. Awesome stuff!


2 comments:

Darcy G said...

Oh, I'm so glad you got the package- and I am thrilled that Katie likes her special t-shirt. And Ed likes the whisky fudge ( we did, too!) - fr

thebookgator said...

Yum! I want some of that crazy concoction of whiskey and fudge as well :) Congrats on becoming the Biscuinator!