Finding Nemo? He's on PK's Arm.

All the sibs are now home from their cruise to Alaska, and apparently they all had
a very good time, although I haven't gotten many details. Joel created a web page where they could all post their picture albums and Robin downloaded about 97 pictures among which is the one on this post. To the left is Robin, Bobby, Bonny, and Joel.

On the right: From left to right front row: Barbara (Joel's wife), Bonny, PK (Princess Katrina, Bobby's daughter, Robin, and Riza, Robin's childhood friend who also has a house in Big Timber. Back row: Don, Bonny's husband; Joel, Bobby, and Warren, Riza's husband.

On one of the pictures in Robin's album, Katrina's right arm is decorated
with tattoos. You would think that she would have had a heart with "I Love Grandpa" running through it; but no. It's a bunch of fish from the film "Finding Nemo" or "Losing Nemo" I don't recall which. At any rate, I do hope PK doesn't wander off to some fishing pier where a wayward flycast might catch her right arm and rip Nemo right out of it and into the frying pan. I suppose she now is back to work at Harley-Davidson in California. For the uninitiated, Katrina graduated from Motorcycle Mechanics Institute in Phoenix. Her Dad is a Harley Sales Associate in Virginia, and a very good one. Can't blame Katrina for having tattoos because she is emulating her grandfather who got his first tattoo in Key West in 1942. It's an anchor with the letters USN running through it. So at least my granddaughter opted for a Pisces theme, honoring my February birth! Thanks, sweetie!

Today it was RH's turn for doctors. This morning to her dermatologist; this p.m. to her internist. In between these appointments, she is at a City of Hope card party. I believe I have mentioned that Rho went to California last month to a City of Hope convention and she is going to be installed as President of the Huntington Lakes Chapter at the end of September. She is Florida's version of Hillary Clinton, although I doubt that Hillary plays Canasta. My day has consisted in going to IHOP for a senior's breakfast, to Publix for some potato salad (hot dogs for dinner), and to the post office for stamps. Truly a most memorable morning. Now, as you can tell, I am creating this blog. The principal honoree is Katrina Ross Schilling, a young lady with a wonderful gene pool.