Ok, a totally tacky name for this posting, but heck, it works. I go to Ferndale one day a week due to a dance class for Taterbug. I normally drive the backroads and then drive some more, in an effort to get the boys to fall asleep. The $10 in gas is entirely worth the one hour of peace and quiet I get, this one time a week.

When the boys are feeling especially cooperative and I've popped enough Ativan and drank enough coffee to find life exhilarating again, I'll take them to visit some family members - at the local cemetery. C-dub loves this place and is surprisingly respectful when we visit. Gunny is normally well-behaved when we walk around, almost as if the great grandparents we're visiting are providing me with a little helping hand to keep him under control.

Here are some shots that I took today. It truly is one of the prettiest places in the Eel Valley.