Beignets for breakfast

Since we each lost our required 10 pounds, Charlotte and I felt it would be prudent to eat beignets for breakfast. Here they are, along with Mommy and Charlotte. The ones at this place "Pannini Pete's" in Fairhope, are not (for me) as good as the ones from "Cafe Du Monde" in New Orleans. They are egg-ier. But it is hard to go wrong with deep-fried bread coated in powedered sugar.

Beach

Charlotte and I went to the beach for a few minutes one day over the weekend and here are the pictures. Well, not all the pictures. Just enough to get the gist of what it might feel like to be a sea shell.

Meet Nibsy

This is my mother's cat, Mr. Nibs. He's a handsome fellow. He likes to sit in my lap while I'm typing.

Meet Sam-I-Am

This is my mother's dog Sam. I visited over the past weekend. Sam managed to get filthy. Way to go, Sam!

Winter Wonderland 2008

I almost put 2003. I must be in a time warp.
But isn't the snow pretty? See, I really needed to post this one last picture of the snow instead of tweaking my thesis to accomodate the suggestions of my comittee. It's that kind of dedication that made it possible for me to take all of 6 years just to get an MA.

Nihan desu ka?

A haiku would do
If only I could write one
To match this flower

Ninja flowers in snow

A precious little ninja-like horde of flowery things fought their way up through the snow. Or maybe, the snow stretched itself too thin over these little horticulture warriors.
The question remains, though: Are they tasty?