Two years in a row on Thanksgiving, Penny the Golden Doodle watches the National Dog Show. Seriously.
I saw it today with my own eyes.
The link said there was an audience of eighteen million viewers. Plus Penny!
2013 National Dog Show
She got so excited she stood up on her hind legs
You know how happy I am to hear from my grown up kids.
They’re busy with their lives (and families of their own) but when the little ding sounds on the phone, I am like Pavlov’s dog and I salivate with expectation to see what tasty morsel they have sent over the net. I love the updates, the communication, the pics.
When Mark was on business in Philadelphia last week, he met up with his high school friend, Prem, and the two of them enjoyed an authentic Korean BBQ at Kim’s. Mark said it was delicious.
Here is what he sent over the phone.
I enjoyed seeing what they are eating and I like the one he took of himself and his friend at the table.
Coming home to Pittsburgh from Philadelphia on the train, this vista is just outside of Lancaster. Shot with a Canon 20D, my old camera-through a train window.
From the archives. People at work series- graciously allowed me to photograph as we ordered drinks to go with our cheesesteaks.
I like the backlight of the glass door fridge, her quizzical expression, patiently waiting for our order. Tourists!
I am sorry I didn’t get her name but perhaps someone will know and comment.
In the city of brotherly love last summer for a wedding and it was late Saturday night, a line around the block to get into Jim’s Steaks. Steve and I waited. It was well worth the wait And just last week, Mark said to me that it’s all in the bread. Hmmmm. Good thing we live across the state in Pittsburgh!!!
In Philly for about 24 hours for wedding Sunday at noon. Steve and I drove up 16th St and he got out and read the Historic Marker at Louis Kahn’s office building 1501 Walnut St., drove past my parents’ old home on Lombard, and South Street where we actually waited in line with the other tourists. There is a lot of construction near Independence Hall. We drove by Ben Franklin’s grave where Mark and his Grampie used to throw pennies. Drove out to City Avenue through a lot of traffic where we saw a man come out of nowhere and cross highway 76 and jump on a car hood two lanes over. Lots of police cars from all directions a minute or two later. We tried to watch the local news to see what happened. Unexpected. Glad he didn’t pick my car to jump on.
When you travel the route from Pittsburgh to Philadelphia and maybe onto New York, this conductor calls out the history of Horseshoe Curve before the train approaches this landmark. You look out the window, see the front end of the train across the way, just as he said. Amazing!