Now we just need one of those rolling ladders...

Kenneth came by this morning and was miraculously able to move after one of Woody's famous biscuits, sausage gravy, grits and eggs breakfasts. While I rubbed my belly on the couch or waddled around and asked if "anyone needed anything to drink," Woody and Kenneth moved our new bookcases upstairs! Kenneth built us a full set of custom bookcases for Xmas, they are beautiful and make our office look so...scholarly:


Another set (currently living in the man cave area) will go on the wall opposite. These are specially built to accommodate Woody's collection of vinyl (records, not clothing). After some painting, the books go in!

The Life Aquatic at 517

Woody's 75-gallon fish tank has been home to a veritable menagerie of exotic things -- in its first incarnation it held his high school letter jacket (sigh...to be the type of person who enjoys Grease references...if you do, maybe get away from our blog), a moldering fedora and 3 inches (or more) of blown-in insulation, in its second incarnation for our rehearsal dinner it held this:


Yes, those are figures from:

1. Doom
2. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
3. random reptilia/puppies

A closer look at the sweet symbiotic relationship these guys enjoyed:


Finally, the 75-gallon's gypsy existence has come to a happy end. And all our strapping (and less strapping) friends could not be happier, as she bestowed hernias on anyone foolhardy enough to try to help Woody push/pull/lift/shove her.

A few days ago Woody filled her up with the teeming water of B'ton and got our fish palace started. I tried to persuade him to make it a lobster tank like at the food store but, once again, I was shot down. Instead, we chose the most exotic of sea life...gold fish:

At 13 cents a piece, we bought a Sea Monkey colony's worth:

They seem like happy enough little guys. We've only had one go down the long watery swish into the light.