In my last post, I mentioned we were celebrating my mother's 45th birthday at the Red Cliffs Adventure Lodge. Within minutes on Facebook, readers were shrieking into the comment box, "YOUR MOTHER'S ONLY 45!?????"
My mother is 45.
And this is Hercules, the Utahn butler beaver, who irons my underclothes.
And so does my mother. (And my mother in law, and all my aunts and uncles to whom I wish a public happy 45th birthday, year after tedious year).
To my vacation slides!
I know. You thought I was done. But I was just warming up. Those last pictures you saw were just a small handful of the ones I took with myphone. The next eleven hundred I took with my camera WAIT WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
You don't want to see the extended Blabbermouse family?
And my 45-year-old mother?
And as you can see, they also love them some Uncle G.