Memorial Weekend I did a party for Tom Tucker's clan.

Tom is the king of disco.

I went for a canoe ride around the lake at midnight.   A couple of guys came with to make sure I didn't drown and one of them tipped the canoe over and dumped us all in the water.  No worries.  I made it to shore and Tom was gracious enough to let me wear his Tigger pajamas.

I have three of my nails done with acrylic for my guitar picks.  Sherri's been doing them for fifteen years but she moved away in June so unfortunately I'll have to find someone else now.