sunday funday. and that title even annoys me.

Shark week is on right now. Literally. As in the television is turned on and people are oohing! and ahhing! over the size of those jaws. And teeth. And look at that poor little seal.

One summer while we were at the beach, my brother Jason lent me the book about the great white shark that the movie Jaws is based on. It was very exciting reading; a real page-turner. It was not, however, the best idea for swimming in the ocean. I generally scan the horizon for a stray fin anyway, but let’s just say that during the time I was reading that book I kept my eyes peeled for sharks and sometimes scanned the ocean in my nearby vicinity for the people with whom I was actually swimming.

I. was. focused.

And I like to think that I might be alive today because of it.

Oh, and there is a tiny chair that is on our porch. The porch overlooks the bay. And I like to sit in this chair and write. It fits me perfectly. Sort of. It’s a tight fit, but you know, skinny jeans are in, so perhaps skinny chairs are too.

Anyway, Darby snapped a picture and this is what me and that little chair look like.
I wonder if, when it first saw me aiming to sit down, that little tiny chair was thinking something like, You’ve got to be kidding me! But, I think it is now resigned to its fate. It is a chair, after all. It’s not like I was trying to race around on it in the bay. I was simply trying to sit in it. Which a chair should be very used to, anyway.

Oh, and the purple socks are compliments of Jenna. And if you happen to think you see Stitch playing a ukelele on my computer, then congratulations: you are absolutely right.

When I started learning the guitar in Japan my friend David bought me that Stitch as a present. He jumped right onto my computer and they’ve pretty much been inseparable since. Uh, Stitch did, not David. If David jumped onto my computer, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have any computer left.

And thank goodness for family and their frank honesty. Tonight, as is tradition, all of my nieces and nephews were gathered together at the Olde Time Photography Place (so “place” isn’t probably the official title, but I don’t actually know what it’s called), getting ready for their photo. Pirates this year, by the way. Adorable. We were talking about all the pictures that we used to be in and I mentioned how I don’t think I’ve looked good in any of them. Not one. And there have been many, let me tell you. Now, you’d think that my brother would disagree with me. But God bless Jonathan and his policy of honesty because he jumped right in and said, Oh, absolutely, Jess. I agree with you 100%! You’ve never looked anywhere near good!

Hahahaha, thank you Jonathan, a simple yep would have been sufficient.