Saturday, September 15, 2007

The time has come!


It's all fun and games getting ready for a trip to Cali!
Then the thoughts of driving hours on end .......
Good thing their newlyweds! Good luck Nate!

WE had a lot of fun this summer

It's football time again! The girls love going to the game to meet up with their friends and cheer on the PANTHERS! GO PANTHERS!!!
Zoe and Addy had a good time decorating the campsite for Seth's birthday .
Cornhole has become the new "thing" to do at parties, so here the guys at Chelsey and Nate's going away party try to master the game.
We have new kitty's at the Weaver house -They would make an adorable pet for someone - Anyone???

Friday, September 14, 2007

Summers End

Isn't she beautiful! We miss you Chelsey. As we start our busy lives back to school we just want to wish Chels and Nate the best. Love you guys!
Wes and I had a great time at his class reunion.I was so proud to be with the handsomest guy there!!

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

BE IT KNOWN:

A new comment has been added to the WEEZE's blog!

TVoR

Friday, August 10, 2007

Chelsey and Nate are starting a new life in California

I am so happy for Chelsey and Nate. And I am excited for Chelsey to begin a new chapter in her life. But we will miss her terribly. So I am posting a few memories of the Chelsey we know and love.
Chelsey and Katy
Chelsey birthday #22
Chelsey's evening with friends
Chelsey and Wes during a homecomingChelsey having a great time with Uncle Dave and Aunt Kim

A visit from Mandy, Willow and Bodie

Abbie invited the girls over for a swim while Willow was here
The girls performed a dance/cheer for us
Bodie cooled off without a suit
Chelsey and Bodie became big buds

Friday, August 03, 2007

summer vacation fun

The girls had a great time with their friend Abbie at her July 4th party


The girls were so excited to get ice cream from a real ice cream truck

Zoe and Addy love to draw roads and invent new places to travel with chalk


What happens in Destin, stays in Destin

Remember, always read the fine print.
Is there any explanation needed?

What's this???





vacation fun

Wes, Zoe, and Addy worked hard on this Mayan Temple
WOW, What beautiful girls we have!

We were so happy Katy joined us for this vacation. She has become another member of our family


The happy cohabitants of condo 87








NOW HEAR THIS!

Because of the frequency with which certain comments (pointed and subtle) have been directed at the founder of the HILLTOP Digital Command and Control Center regarding the lack of timely posting on this blog, the following directives are hereby issued:
  • Heretofore, MRS. TVoR shall become the sole proprietor of the HDC&CC.
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  • The last bullet is a complete farce, of course. Any illusion of 'power' or 'proprietorship' has long deserted the hapless VoR, who is hereby consigned to the dustbin of internet blog history, never to be heard from again.
  • Upon special request (accompanied by banners proclaiming "Back by popular demand" and such) TVoR may return as a guest columnist to dispense wisdom. (After all, there's no use for such wisdom in TVoR's residence, it being populated mainly by beings without a 'Y' chromosome.)
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Fondly, TVoR

Much ado about...

That's it. That's all. The summer tennis series record stands at one win, one loss, for each of the combatants.
Over on another blog, you may salivating over salacious photographs depicting a certain scantily-clad OG pretending to hit a tennis ball at a hapless foe. Could that foe have been cowering in fear of what appeared to be a solar eclipse? Only the participants know for sure.
Well, don't get the wrong impression. The 'lopsided' score stands at one to one.
Perhaps this 'much ado' could be a sign that the tennis apocalypse is near for the aforementioned senior citizen, who is trying vainly to reclaim past glory before limping (crawling?) into the hardcourt sunset.
Blip, indeed.
TVOR

Friday, July 27, 2007

This is our daughter Zoe!
This is all of us!
These are pictures of vacation!

Tuesday, February 27, 2007














TURKEY STUFF, PART DEUX:





Here's a picture of me squishing Hodja, the fairytale character after whom my beloved temporary abode is named. As the saying goes, "It is not me who is sitting backward on the donkey. It is the donkey who is facing the wrong way."


HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!



That's Turkish humor, I guess. The best thing I can say about my lodging is...at least it's not in Kabul.



After the somewhat smart-aleck comment from my continental sibling regarding the position that the highly-revered country of my current vacation holds among his snooty European amigos, amis, freunds, and amicos...I give you this. Where else, I ask, can you find restaurants like Pacific Med? I'll let its sign do the talking.


That's what I thought. On with the tour.


Next door to the Pacific Med is "Ed's Bar and Swimming Pool." Yes, there's nothing like basking under the tin roof, sucking down cold Tuborg lagers while lolling around in a chlorinated bacteria bath! I ask, does the Rue de Montmarte have an "Ed's Bar and Swimming Pool?



(Soon after this picture was taken, the construction team at Ed's completed the ambience by covering the whole front of the rooftop "porch" with chicken wire. There is argument about whether this is to make it harder for IED-toting Muslim loonies to toss explosives IN, or whether it keeps drunken GIs from tossing the aforementioned Tuborg bottles OUT. I come down on the side of the latter, having spent a couple of hours last evening at "Cheers" across the street with a bunch of Rickenbacker loonies who were holding court, three stories up, in the open air.)


I leave you with a picture of several of my compatriots and myself, hoisting a glass of the national drink (RAKI) at the carpet factory where at this very moment, in another room, well-paid 12-year old girls are weaving expensive wool and silk carpets for American consumption.
More later if I get another chance to post...













TURKEY STUFF, PART DEUX:





Here's a picture of me squishing Hodja, the fairytale character after whom my beloved temporary abode is named. As the saying goes, "It is not me who is sitting backward on the donkey. It is the donkey who is facing the wrong way."


HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!



That's Turkish humor, I guess. The best thing I can say about my lodging is...at least it's not in Kabul.



After the somewhat smart-aleck comment from my continental sibling regarding the position that the highly-revered country of my current vacation holds among his snooty European amigos, amis, freunds, and amicos...I give you this. Where else, I ask, can you find restaurants like Pacific Med? I'll let its sign do the talking.


That's what I thought. On with the tour.


Next door to the Pacific Med is "Ed's Bar and Swimming Pool." Yes, there's nothing like basking under the tin roof, sucking down cold Tuborg lagers while lolling around in a chlorinated bacteria bath! I ask, does the Rue de Montmarte have an "Ed's Bar and Swimming Pool?



(Soon after this picture was taken, the construction team at Ed's completed the ambience by covering the whole front of the rooftop "porch" with chicken wire. There is argument about whether this is to make it harder for IED-toting Muslim loonies to toss explosives IN, or whether it keeps drunken GIs from tossing the aforementioned Tuborg bottles OUT. I come down on the side of the latter, having spent a couple of hours last evening at "Cheers" across the street with a bunch of Rickenbacker loonies who were holding court, three stories up, in the open air.)


I leave you with a picture of several of my compatriots and myself, hoisting a glass of the national drink (RAKI) at the carpet factory where at this very moment, in another room, well-paid 12-year old girls are weaving expensive wool and silk carpets for American consumption.
More later if I get another chance to post...

Thursday, February 22, 2007






Howdy from Turkey. I went on a little tour yesterday on the day off to see some Byzantine/Christian/Roman sites.


Our trip took us up and over a mountain range which is Southeastern Turkey, near Adana. So, the first part was straight up. Then, at the top there was a huge plain with mountains on all sides -- it was pretty cool. We saw the second highest mountain in Turkey, but I forget the name of it. The tallest is Mount Ararat. I didn't go there, but supposedly some ancient derelict junked his old boat there. Maybe I'll see that on the next tour.


One of our guides, Mustapha, was crazy. He would describe stuff at these underground caves, then point down a small passageway and start sprinting to the next room. Since he was about five feet tall, this wasn't difficult for him.

Me, that was another story. I had to duck-walk.

As you may be able to tell from the picture, he also sported a rather goofy toupe', and our main guide told us he was 26 years old. Right! If he's 26, I'm the ruler of the Ottoman Empire!

Anyway, I asked him what was the Turkish word for "rug." He didn't get it.


As this photograph shows, we were up at a significant elevation, and there was snow. Some idiot just wore shorts and sandals, though. I took a picture of his feet in the snow.


For the record, Japanese tourists DO NOT appreciate a good Turkish snowball fight the same way that Americans -- like me, for instance -- do. What I saw as a harmless invitation for a little multinational pseudo-conflict using nothing but frozen precipitation as a "weapon," they seemingly took as a serious challenge to their national sovereignty! Doesn't it snow in Japan? Aren't they a constitutionally pacifist country? Wow. I guess not.
TVOR





Sunday, February 11, 2007

Zoe with her medal!
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TOURNAMENT CHAMPS!

The girls obliterated a series of Muskingum County opponents over the course of the last two days, outscoring them by a total of 186-13 in four games.

Zoe had a good time and played well, and she actually got a couple of steals today. She scored and played hard!

I'll be gone, but they play in another tournament next weekend.