Random Photos.

The Hawthorne Men and friend prepare to leave for the Rockfish Tournament this morning.
















Aaaaaand, they're OFF!

Youngest Hawthorne must've been hiding in both these pictures.

As for the tournament outcome, out of almost 30 boats, with up to 5 fisherman on each, NO ONE CAUGHT ANYTHING.
Bummer.

Now, get this. Mr. Hawthorne went to the post-tournament picnic, where they gave away bunches of door prizes all donated by local area businesses. Mr. H. won a wooden cutting board shaped like a fish with a pewter fish head and tail ( Just may be re-gifting that one for Christmas . Look out Niece Hawthorne.), a visor (I don't wear visors.), a beer cozy (I don't drink beer.), a $25 gift certificate to a local clothing store (A store where I would never shop. My daughter would and everything's overpriced.), and a tee shirt in a size XXL from a local convenience store (I am not a size XXL). What he won and did NOT come home with was a gift certificate for dinner out at a restaurant that's not half bad. OK, well the half that's not bad is the half where I don't have to clean any damn dishes. He decided he'd won just too much stuff and wanted to give some of it away.

Why not the beer cozy? Why not the visor? Why not ...?




Little Miss Hawthorne has been asleep on the floor for several hours.











Middle Hawthorne is asleep too, on the couch. What is WRONG with these children?

At least Youngest Hawthorne
is out and about.



Miss Hawthorne's room.

Some things never change.