A lovely party was held last Wednesday at the Big House for Daddy (remember - pronounced Dead-eeeee). Gary turned 69, which is the same number as the year I was born, just a neat side note for me.
Griswold family photo time . . .
The guests included my sister and nephews and her new "friend" who seems to be alright - I mean, anyone that can keep up with all of us and not run screaming from the house has to be alright - right? Brent says that he can't wait to actually get to talk to him - apparently there wasn't much of a chance for them to chat with Daddy around.


and now for some HORRIBLE singing - (don't say I didn't warn you)
So here are a few pics of the event. And if I can get blogger to work - some fabulous video footage - lol - -
and now for some HORRIBLE singing - (don't say I didn't warn you)
[What I would like for you to REALLY notice is that my FOURTEEN YEAR OLD nephew is as tall as his grandpaw in this video. GEEZUS]
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