Simma Down, there's plenty o' Golden to go around...

The outrage by my peeps at the lack of photos of late is overwhelming. Grandma Susie called and started yelling and swearing at my Dad, but that wasn't really new. So when Aunt Kellie did I knew that things had been pushed a little too far. So here it is. I'm trying something new. If it doesn't work, my Dad has a new phone number that Susie can't trace. Pop and lock, peace out.