Although Tink is back from her stay at the rehab clinic, the words for this edition of the Weekly Word Challenge come from Jay over at Cynical Bastard. It has been hot as Hades here the last few days, so the photographers were as creative as belly button lint. At least The Granddaughter is still frickin' adorable, and her cheeks are still juicy.
Home ("Welcome to my home.")
Door (This is the front door of The Granddaughter's home.)
Bonus Photo (Thousand-yard stare)
I know Ansel Adams is spinning in his grave after this week's effort, but you can't win 'em all. Please stay tuned for next week, when The Granddaughter and her servants (er, grandparents) try to redeem themselves.
In other news: WHAT THE HELL?! It is only April, and sun has turned up the heat to "August with a Death Wish" over here. We looked like roadkill after we had all plopped down in front of fans on Sunday and Monday. Even pouring beer down my shorts didn't help.
In other other news: WHAT THE HELL?! We all had dentist appointments this week. We learned that our family has about $2,000 (that's about 12 Euros or $6.50 Canadian) worth of dental work ahead of us. Hooray for us! Sharp instruments in our mouths!