Make a Smilebox slideshow

The Instigator

Just another peaceful dinner at the Thibodeau's...Abby LOVES her new role - encouraging her little brother to perform!

It's December?...Really???

Ok, so I haven't blogged at all since Halloween, and there are now two weeks remaining until Christmas. What have we been doing? Oh, yeah. Buying a house in St. Augustine, that's right. That's most of it. Here are a few photos from a late afternoon in our backyard last month...I was savoring the last bit of autumn color (I don't think they have that in Florida). And just this morning I composed my letter of resignation, which left me very close to tears the remainder of the day. But I still managed to do most of my extended family and friends Christmas shopping online today. And clean out the playroom. And edit the videotape from Abby's first official Christmas program last night. Check it out on Neptune (link at bottom right).

Impersonating our Doctors

Who says oncology PAs can't have any fun on Halloween? For the first time since I've been there, a few of us decided to actually dress up for the occasion - despite the very real possibility of having to deliver bad news in costume. The patients loved it. Hopefully the medical board won't be after us for holding ourselves out as physicians. Unfortunately, my doctor was not there to laugh at me!

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Hula Master

For a good laugh, click on the link to Neptune Mediashare at the very bottom right-hand corner of this page to view the latest video...

The Perfect Pun'kins

Abby's preschool schedule (I'm NOT kidding) and Mark's travel schedule were just too jam packed for our traditional visit to Burt's in North Georgia this month, so I bravely hauled these two napless kids to our local United Methodist Church pumpkin patch yesterday afternoon. Once Luke spent about five minutes on the various activities captured above, he got ultra-cranky and seemed to have a one-track mind...to break free and run wildly down the sidewalk toward the precipice of a steep and rocky hillside. Picture me, struggling to hold a 25 lb. sack of potatoes that happens to crying, flailing arms and legs and, oh yeah - arching its back - while helping Abby settle on two slightly sad-looking pumpkins, one tall and thin, the other short and round. No, it wasn't the perfect pumpkin patch experience. But I like 'em anyway!