Well it’s been a little while, but you all know how busy my life is! If I’m not changing diapers then I’m watching t.v. and eating bonbons! I feel like I should be a bit more exciting so that I can have more exciting things to write. So, wouldn’t you know that last week I did something pretty exciting.
It was Fiesta here in San Antonio, and I participated in my first official Fiesta event. It wasn’t Battle of the Flowers (I’m not brave enough to head downtown during the madness), but it was Taste of the Northside. It’s a great fundraiser for the Brighton Center, which is a group that helps developmentally delayed children. A friend of mine has received a lot of support from this group, and if we can give back by taste testing awesome food, then who am I to argue?!
As a bonus, this event was filled with inappropriate clothing and inappropriate displays of public affection (I’m not judging, but once you reach a certain age, making out gets creepy!)!
The food was great. There were truffles, chocolate chip cookies, lettuce wraps, frozen lemonade, and much more. I think a motivator for some people may have been all of the drink tickets that came with your admission, but I used those for chocolate shakes from Cheesy Jane’s.
Towards the end of the night I may have had one too many shakes because I was getting a little silly, but really, I wasn’t nearly as silly as half of the people on the bus ride back to the parking lot! If you’re in town for Fiesta next year, you should definitely attend.
I think this is going to be my new favorite shower gift. It’s homemade, but it doesn’t take me as long as a blanket, and it’s nice because sometimes there are a million blankets at a shower. I want to be able to give something that the new mom wants, but maybe her own hospital gown is something she doesn’t even know she wants. This is the third one I’ve made, and I think they’re getting better (sorry to the recipients of the first 2!). I can’t remember where exactly I found the pattern, but it was online somewhere. There is an old McCall’s pattern, I think, but you have to be on our toes to win it off of Ebay. This pattern was free. The lady makes hospital gowns for sick people. How nice is that. Her only rule is that you can’t sell the gowns. I’m all for that, because once you start charging, everyone expects your seams to be straight! So, I’m all for everyone making homemade hospital gowns … unless we’re going to th same shower!
p.s. There’s a giveaway for a Le Creuset pan over at Bloom today. If you don’t already know, Bloom is my cousin’s awesome site about all things wonderful.
I feel like we’ve been taking little week-end road trips forever. We’re looking forward to an actual week-end at home this week! What’s nice is that our trips aren’t really that far, so we’re able to do them in three days. What was great about this trip was that we got to meet a new niece, and I got to talk all about photography with Sharleen. I also got a lesson in logarithms from both Doug and Sharleen because of a faulty equation from my photography class (the term starbust miles comes to mind!). That’s right, our road trips are fun and educational!
We went to Dallas for our nephew’s baptism, and the whole thing went wonderfully well. The weather could not have been more perfect. It would be nice if we could head up to Dallas during the week at some point so that we could see some of the sites. Maybe next time we’ll add an extra day to the trip. If I was a little more informed we could have gone to see the implosion of the old Cowboys Stadium, but I didn’t read about that until Monday morning.
So, this is really about the pictures! If you want to read about the crawfish boil that Dan and Amy hosted, check out franklyentertaining.
I think I’ve been in a little bit of a funk today. I was going to catalog a list of my current pet peeves for you (things like: not putting away grocery carts and women who are far too old, wearing skirts that are far too short on windy days, sans underwear!). Anyway, the whole thing seemed like a bit of a downer, so I thought I’d look for happier news on the internet. That was a bit of a wasted effort. I came across this story, which I find slightly disturbing. It really annoys me, because when I’m looking to get away from it all I tell Doug that we should move to Maine! Now, I have to find another place to move in my imagination! I don’t understand why things get “confusing” when you want to separate public bathrooms by gender. Help me out on this.
On a more positive note, and completely unrelated, we’re having a giveaway today over at Frankly Entertaining.
About once a year I find it impossible to login to my hotmail account. It’s as if the email gods are conspiring to have me do something productive with my family. They’re just trying to show me who’s boss. That’s what happened yesterday. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, no more email. This kind of thing would annoy me on a regular day, but I was coordinating two moves for today, and I needed my hotmail.
The last time this happened to me I asked a computer guy in my ward. He’s supposed to be the Indiana Jones of computers (I don’t even know what that means), and his big solution was that I was spelling it wrong. He thought that after over ten years with hotmail I suddenly forgot how to spell it. There was no logical reason that only hotmail wouldn’t work; that it would work at the library but not on any of our three home computers. The problem was obviously my spelling.
Now, I’ve never been to Washington for the National Spelling Bee, but I’m pretty sure I’m capable of stringing together seven letters to form a word.
Fast forward a year and I’m in the same predicament. This time I call our internet provider. I disable the security software, I delete the cache, still nothing. At this point I decided to spend some quality time with the kids and just wait for Doug ( I don’t care if this sets feminism back, one of the reasons that I got married was for the 24 hour technical support!).
Just so that I remember when this happens again next year: if hotmail isn’t working, reset the router.
Alright, so I know no-one actually calls it Red Stick, but I needed a title! We decided to head over to Baton Rouge for Easter week-end. I’m so glad our kids are good travelers, because 500 miles in a week-end could be daunting for some families!
We had a great visit with Doug’s grandparents and his brother Scott (along with his adorable family). We ate at the Country Club, went to the Farmer’s Market, the state capitol, and a little restaurant so Doug could satisfy his sausage po’ boy craving! There was also Easter egg dyeing, the hunt and a trip to the pool. I don’t know that we could have fit more into the time we had in Baton Rouge.
We also proved an urban legend along the way. In case you’re wondering, there is no actual mile marker for mile 666 on I-10. There is a marker that is yellow and black, but there are no numbers. I don’t know how many states even have a mile 666, but now you know, the highway department is a little superstitious!
Saturday afternoon was about as perfect as perfect gets here. We decided to make the most of the day and headed out to Guadalupe River State Park. I had een there once before, but this was our first trip together as a family. We probably should have packed swimsuits or at least a change of clothes, but when you’re as spontaneous as us, there are no swimsuits in the van! Perhaps we should plan on spontaneity and just keep swimsuits with us at all times!
The boys loved the river. They would have stayed there and skipped rocks all day, but Doug and I wanted to walk a little bit of the trail. There was an assignment from the photography class about seeing something local, and I thought this fit the bill. Unfortunately, the boys weren’t up for hiking the way they were up for splashing in the river!
Once again I’m going to sound like a broken record, but I really love this place!