Gyms, gyms, gyms

There used to be a gym here. Now there are two.






There used to be a gym here, too. Except now there are three.

If they place a gym in (S)Mears park...? I may never get home. We'd simply have to move to an apartment overlooking it. OH WAIT--there's that infinite warm-weather reek of dog shit. Never mind!

First of the Year!

Sunday, Brenda rode her first thrill ride since...well, we all know. Since then.






Hey, gotta start somewhere.










I held her sunbonnet.