So, pictures:
Kate, my youngest cousin (Uncle Dennis’s daughter), I call this picture “blurry baby”

Uncle James Allen (one of dad’s 7 younger brothers, I think James Allen was like the fifth or sixth born, my dad is the oldest), Dad, and James Allen’s daughters Natasha (the camera shy) and Shana

Aunt Judy (one of my two ‘Aunt Judy’s by marriage on my dad’s side. She’s married to James Allen. She used to ask me every time she saw me whether I’d met any nice girls yet. She’s stopped, so I’m pretty sure she knows. And Uncle Dennis.

From left to right, Vladimir (Inna’s father), Inna (Dennis’s girlfriend, I have no pictures that do her beauty & poise justice =), Uncle Dennis, Mom, Granny, me.

The huge bedroom I was hosted in. (never mind the jacuzzi hottub in the bathroom, next to the exposed insulation. An odd juxtaposition)


The living room, from the upper floor.

A shot of the kitchen

Part of his front yard

Part of his driveway

Then back home and a nice game of scrabble

I won that one thanks to “sting” amended to “jousting” on the next turn which got me two triple words in a row.
Sunday we went to Pittsburgh, to visit with Jane and Joe. (Wish I could have visited with other pittsburgh friends, but this was a family trip with limited time). Lunch at udipi (yay!), where I stuffed myself to the gills, a game of scrabble with mom, dad, and jane, which I very much lost. (I can’t remember if Jane or Mom won), followed by dinner at some seafood joint on the waterfront. I got what I think was the only vegan item on the menu: salad dressing, with some salad included. Fortunately, I was still quite full from lunch.
My favorite Indian restaurant anywhere, ever. And, no, it certainly is not for the atmosphere, or the service

My sister, Joe (my brother in law), Mom, and Dad.

And, finally, from our drive to the airport a special taunt for bay area motorists

That is one swank pad. I might even go so far as to call it danky-phat.
Cool house!