Money Fluff And Other Stuff.

My wife Tabitha and I sitting at the Rockwood Town Landing on Moosehead Lake in the good ol' state of Maine. Funny thing is that Tabitha is a "County Girl" (from Aroostook County) but she'd told me one day she'd never been up north to the other western side via Greenville. So I decided to cure that particular ailment, so off we went!  

This is another pic of Tabitha and I hamming it up for the camera at Pirate's Cove mini-golf in Bar Harbor. This is quite a tourist attraction during the summer because it's about 10 minutes from downtown Bar Harbor. I think the tourists bring the kids here to wear em out before they hit downtown for the ol' "shop n sip."

This is a pic of me at a marketing event in Atlanta Georgia with some of my newly found family that I met there. The best thing about these events is getting to meet new people that are all in their own little part of the marketing world. They can all bring super cool ideas and views to the table that you'd never thought of. Plus they are super cool to party with!

Here you see a picture of me and my long-time brothers-in-arms or you could say "inner circle". They are my mentors, and even more than that, I consider them true family. The man in the middle in the maroon shirt helped me learn everything I know today about marketing and networking. We have spent countless hours on Skype over the years and I truly believe that he knows more about me than anyone else in my family except maybe for my wife! I kid you not!

My better half took a sneak picture of me coming down the stairs at Pirate's Cove. I'm a big guy, so I was keeping a close eye on those little steps so I didn't go ass-over-teakettle all the way to the bottom! Apparently, when I concentrate (especially with a golf club in my hand) I look like that guy you never want to see at the door to collect your horse racing debts :)

This is another one of me looking like grampy after his first outing from the house! Which is not far from the truth! I hadn't hiked anything this steep and high in about 30 years!
As you can see from the look of horror on my face, and the amusement on my wife's face - I was mortified! All I could envision was me falling down the hill and end up looking like a hot burrito that someone threw down at the sidewalk!
I prepped for the hike, even brought a walking stick. Boy, I am glad I did! I was surprised at the trip back down my legs shook like a mobster at an IRS convention!