Joe also was one of two students whose photograph was chosen to hand in the new Museum of Arts and Sciences for the grand opening and the month following. We've been invited to the grand opening to be part of the celebration. That's on April 2nd. I haven't even seen the photograph yet, since he wants it to be a surprise. So, I'm looking forward to that.
This weekend, we had to get Joe a coat and dress pants for this weekend's competition, however, I didn't want it to cost my arm and leg, so we checked out our huge new Goodwill. It has a lot of name brand, new looking stuff. I was pretty impressed. Everything hung on the racks according to color, and it was like walking in a rainbow. Lol. So, we bought the coat and a new tie there for the very awesome price of $13, and the dress pants we got at Wal Mart for $27. Not bad!
Then, we had to drive around so Joe could get four photographs that captured the essence of the "East Coast" for a photography project. We saw a huge egret or heron in a neighborhood lake, and Joe crept up on it. I thought for sure it would fly away when Joe was about 20 feet away, but Joe must have some ninja stealth, or be a bird whisperer, because he got right up to within about three or feet of it. The breeze was blowing, and it's chest feathers lifted for the perfect shot. He took about 20 or so pics, then drive around and got some more pics.
One was of our little beachy ice cream shop, Frozen Gold.
Another was of a barn in a field with a giant star on it:
And one was a palm tree, taken from the perspective of looking up at it's outspread branches.
I also liked this one Joe took inside of a little wooded area:
Sunday, Aidan had a tire problem, so I had to jump through some hoops to get that taken care of. I also did a few mountains of laundry.
I had the day off Monday, so I organized my mom's end table and recliner area, where she spends two-thirds of her time. I think I did a good job, but the odds are it won't last til Friday. I vacuumed up about 94,894 tic tacs from around her chair, and probably about 8 or 9 pills that I don't know the name of but apparently she didn't miss. Then I took the carpet cleaner and steam cleaned the rugs all around her area, too. Aidan went to get groceries, and after that we caught up on the first two episodes of the second half of the season of The Walking Dead. This is where the spoilers start, so if you haven't seen them yet, don't read any further!
So, The Walking Dead. How could the writers just wipe out what was left of a nice little healing family in one episode? What a downer.
After putting on burlap ponchos smeared with zombie goo so as to go unnoticed among the dead that have swarmed their little town, Rick, Michonne, Jessie, Sam, and Ron head to get the cars and get the heck out of Dodge.
But Sam (Jessie's young, maybe 10 year old, son), who has been struggling with fear of the "monsters who eat you while you're still alive" (thanks, Carol, you stupid psycho), suddenly sees a first in the entire six seasons this show has been on the air -- a little boy zombie, shuffling along in a blue onesie. How convenient that the first kid zombie in six seasons (excluding Carol's daughter from the first or second season) shows up just in time to make another little boy freak out.
Sam freezes and begins to whimper. Jessie, Rick, Carl and Ron try to coax him along, and really, when he started to whimper, Rick should have just grabbed him and covered the kid's mouth while whispering soothing words in his ear. Instead, they just try to quietly tell him, "Come on, come on...Sam, come on..." while his whimpering grows louder, and to my horror, a zombie comes up and chomps him, drawing other zombies in to completely devour the poor kid before his mother and brother's eyes.
Jessie screams, and Carl grabs her hand. The zombies fall on Jessie, but Jessie can't let go of Carl, and if she doesn't let go, the zombies will get Carl, too. Of course, when it comes to his own family, Rick takes no chances and takes action, chopping off Jessie's arm. So, Jessie and Sam are dead, with just Ron left. Ron's been struggling with Rick's violence for a while, since Rick killed his dad (who physically abused Jessie). Ron raises a gun, thinking it's Rick's fault (which it sorta is) that his mom and little brother are dead.
As he gets ready to pull the trigger, Michonne comes up from behind and stabs Ron through the chest with her sword, and the violent motion makes Ron squeeze off a shot before he falls dead. Then, as they get ready to keep moving, Carl says, "Dad," and Rick turns around to see Carl's bloody face, shot through the eye. The scene goes black as Carl collapses.
I won't summarize the rest of the episode, but Carl lives, minus one eye.
I've always wondered where the kid zombies were. There have been a few sprinkled around...mostly in homes. But the masses stumbling around in giant hordes have been pretty much exclusively adult. Until Episode 609, when Sam needs to have a good reason to freak out.
And man, I really wish Darryl would take a freaking shower!! Come on, there's plenty of hot water, laundry detergent, toothpaste and soap. You would think that doctor girl would've made him clean up before she stitched up the wound on his shoulder blade. Take a shower for Pete's sake, Darryl!
Well, I've got to get ready for a long day at work. I've got to make sure everything goes smoothly while I'm out all next week, so I've got to make lists on how to do things.
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