Well, holy moly, where does the time go? My apologies to our loyal followers out there - those of you that have this page bookmarked, desperately hitting refresh again and again to no avail. We're sorry. We understand that you want, need even, your Rocky news fast and up to the minute, and we've failed you. Maybe if he'd just stop growing so damn fast we'd have a chance to catch our breath and could do something useful like updating this here blog type thing...
Anyhoo, until we figure out a way to safely slow Rocky's growth (all suggestions, recipes, and potions are welcome) here's a look back at the last few months round these parts.
What autumn would be complete without a trip to 'Ye Olde Overpriced Useless Gourd Pile'? If nothing else, when Rocky grows up and looks at this picture he'll think to himself, 'They paid $5.50 for a f***ing gourd???'
Of course, autumn wouldn't be complete without Halloween, and Halloween not without costumes! Yes, Super-Rocky was born! Shortly after this photo was taken Rocky saved a school bus full of children from falling into the Grand Canyon, nabbed a couple of would-be bank robbers in Manhattan, AND found time to take Lois Lane out for a drink. (Rocky had an O'Doul's, natch)
Soon after Halloween, Aunty Victoria and Grammy Joanne breezed into town, and a good time was had by all!
In this pic we see Grammy Joanne feeding Rocky some bread...AND the last photographic evidence of Grammy Joanne's beloved right hand.
Aunty Victoria and Rocky became fast friends at the park, and apparently even developed a couple private jokes between the two of them. Here's to hoping none of those jokes are at the expense of Dad.
Rocky loves his Grammy Joanne.
And then there was Thanksgiving. This photo is to serve no purpose other than to illustrate how nicely I can set a table...Does EVERYTHING have to be about Rocky?? Sheeeeesh.
We ate, we drank, we made merry - and then this happened. Not sure exactly what Uncle Dylan and Rocky are up to here but it looks vaguely ceremonial, and now I'm worried that Rocky has been made some sort of 'Grand Poobah' in a cult. Never, I mean NEVER, again will I invite Uncle Dylan to Thanksgiving.
And, while abbreviated, that pretty much brings us up to speed. Stay tuned for a Christmas 2009 update, likely posted sometime in late 2010.
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