My index fingers are longer than my ring fingers. Jerry's are the opposite. Rebekah has one hand like Jerry's and one hand where the fingers are the same length. Aubrey's are like mine. The whole thing is very interesting. On the radio they were trying to say that a study shows it is linked to several things, including likelihood of promiscuity. Something about levels of testosterone in the system at the time the embryo's fingers are being developed. Whatever.
Probably a big reason I have not posted for so long is that I keep meaning to upload pictures from Rebekah's camera, but I am not focused enough on this task to make it happen. However, I have here uploaded some poor-quality, unrepresentative pictures of certain things.
I found only one dictionary that lists "sherbert" as a real word, and I am angry with that dictionary, because it seems to have caved to the constant misspelling of this word. It is "sherbet," with one r. It always cracks me up when signs with misspellings get mass produced and displayed.
Rebekah fractured her wrist by jumping off of the roof of some playground equipment. If you're gonna fracture your wrist at age 16, that is a really good way to do it, in my opinion. This is her first cast. She chose black so it would match her homecoming dress. Homecoming pictures follow.
This is me in my usual Halloween costume. I got all dressed up for the trunk-or-treat party, only to show up just as it was ending. (I guessed wrong what time it started.) Rebekah felt bad for me, so she took the time to turn up the music in the car and dance with me in the parking lot.
Rebekah and our enormous kitten Chou-Chou
