WEIRD WEDNESDAY

(Special thanks to one of my humor contributors - Wacky Wally)

CHEESIE

One mistake after another.

I bought 16 ounces of cream cheese on a recent grocery order for some recipe or other that I had in mind to make.

Only to find upon checking the ingredient list that it was sour cream I needed, not cream cheese.

So . . . a cheesecake was in order, right?

It got made yesterday and it looks good, I think.

But when I opened the pack of graham crackers to make the crust I thought they smelled and tasted stale.

But I reasoned once they were crumbled and combined with the sugar and butter and salt and baked in the oven with the filling, that aroma and flavor would go away, wouldn't it?

After chilling the cake for some hours I finally had a small sliver last night.

I'm not so sure.

It seemed like those faults were still there, making my first cheesecake perhaps . . . inedible?

The BRD had recommended topping it with a raspberry coulis earlier.

I may have to try something like that.

I'd hate to have to just dump it.

TAKING A BOW

We had a good though brief rain yesterday.

But these photographs were actually taken the evening before, when someone else got it.

The moon was rising through the clouds and was greeted by a rainbow.

Later the moon was obscured by a cloud bank but the rainbow shone brighter than ever.

And then the setting sun glorified the clouds with color.

All in all, it was quite a sky show.

I SCREAM FOR . . .

ROBIN HOODS

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"I am NOT fat! I'm muscular!"

"Oh never mind him. I wish we could take a bath in this."

"But it's too deep, we'd drown."

"Hey, guys, up here!  I found a better bathtub!"

"I think he's right.  This IS better."

"That was refreshing. I'll just sit up here to dry off."

"I don't think so, pal. This is MY territory."

"Are those guys gone yet? All that yapping drives me crazy."

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

I know, I know, it's been a rough week.

But I am here to give you solace.

And HUMOR!

Thanks to a new contributor, Rollicking Robin, for this next one.

All right, already, I'll stop.

While ceasing can cancel the cacophony, please seek out caprice, comedy, camaraderie and constant cackling this last weekend in August.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

(oh, yeah . . .)

UPDATE - THROWBACK THURSDAY

I just ran across another photo from our day atop Squaw Peak (Piestewa Peak) and had to add it.

Judy's younger daughter, Caryn, also climbed to the top that day and was exultant.

M-I-C-K-E-Y . . . .