Jerry's Bar and Lounge

Last night the cupboards looked empty and disenchanting, so after Tyson caught up on his current events we headed over to Jerry's for dinner. Jerry's is the place to go for most of your needs, if you don't feel like cooking, a frozen pizza or a box of wine--it's all there.

That is Michelle behind the bar. Very funny lady and she MC'd the Christmas party which was, of course, held at Jerry's. On the left you can see Tyson chatting up the locals...or talking smack about a game of pool, I can't be sure.

How often have you wondered where your dog is and then thought, "He's probably at the bar again."

That is Tucker on the left and Andrew on the right. Tucker is our nephew, belonging to Rick's brother Brian. Andrew belongs to Jerry. If you notice, Tucker is not wearing a collar. These guys wouldn't know what a kennel or fenced yard even is. They run the neighborhood all day and know everything that is happening. Tucker weighs in at about 125 pounds because he makes friends with all the campers and stops by for dinner with everyone when he smells the BBQ's start up. Brian isn't at the bar, his dog has popped in on his own.

And this is our mail box. The white box to the right is the outgoing mail. The shelves beside it to the far right hold any packages that have come through the USPS.