Crabs

Yesterday on my "day off" I attempted to organize photos, and when the word "organize" is involved with anything, the attempt is usually short-lived.

Such was the case yesterday.

It's pitiful when your teen-aged son has to walk you through the steps to copy photos from a memory card to a CD. He's very patient, but my pride would not let me call him back for help after the second time.

Anyway, as I was perusing through the trillions of photos stored on old memory cards--because I never, ever delete a photo--I discovered many that I liked but never used for whatever reason.

The ones above were taken last year, I think, and they drew my attention because they perfectly describe how I felt yesterday after a most exhausting week.

But today's a new day and the start of a new week, so instead of focusing on a dead crab torn apart and washed up on the beach I will focus on something good, like crab legs with butter and Old Bay seasoning and vats of homemade cocktail sauce.

Here's to a delicious week.