This photo jumped out at me today. A happy photo of a happy memory of a happy day—the day we shot our Livestrong film. The bike Pablo's gripping belongs to Mr Lance Armstrong. It's the bike he rode in the 2009 Tour of California.
The look Pablo's sporting is his tongue-wagging yuck-face. It was one part clown, one part strangulation. He loved making this face. It drove us nuts! Well, only when we were trying to take Pablo's pic. He invented this face sometime in the past year. About half of our photos of Pablo from the past year feature his out-hung tongue.
This morning, we went over to Beth + Butch + Bo's house for multiple espressos and bagels. We hadn't seen them in a month, and it was great to reconnect with them. Plus, they live down the block—an easy destination for our travel-weary bodies. Shortly after we returned home (ie, James and Vanessa's home) Carrie turned up with more coffee and tons of light and bright energy. Haven't seen her in a month either. Nice to reconnect with her. She smiles a lot, which is nice to be around. Carrie and Jo Ann are laughing a lot, which is nice to be around.
Grady's home soon. He's been at his dad's house all weekend. He'll be happy to sit down at the table and start a giant pile of homework. Yes, I'm s u r e he'll be happy about that!