Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Too Much Fun!

Tuesday—rockin' our artistic selves at a ceramics place in Berea, KY.

We painted.

And painted and painted.

We kept finding cute things to make!


Here's our final score.

Can you guess which ones I did?


Here they are from another angle.

They still need to be fired and then shipped out to us in Utah.
I'll post the "after" photo when I get them.


Then we went to GiGi's for cupcakes.

I couldn't eat any. My teeth started hurting just from looking at them.
But if I could have eaten them, I'd totally have gone for
the dark chocolate Midnight Magic!


Then we went to Ramsey's for dinner.

They are known for their hot browns.

I don't like hot browns.
I got the BBQ chicken. Quite possibly the best I've ever had in my life.
(with one exception—made by this guy)

We had lots of fun.
This is G, dancing on the table at Ramsey's.


We finished off the night at Orange Leaf.
Fro-yos for everyone!

Monday, September 26, 2011

I like Big Boys and I can not lie...

Big Boy brings back fond memories of my misspent youth.

Which I will not be sharing here.

Just Horsin' Around...

Monday.

We went to the Kentucky Horse Park.

It was a little cold and drizzly outside, but we had fun anyway.

(Don't tell Suan I said that. She paid for me to get in because I really didn't want to go, but she said if I had fun, I had to pay her back.)


We walked all over that park. And took the trolley ride.

The museums were my favorite—because the flies don't get in there and it doesn't smell like horse poop.

I found the cutest little baby buggy for my newest grandbaby but I couldn't figure out how to pack it in my suitcase. :(


We learned lots of interesting facts about horses, like...

Capt. Kirk LOVES horses!

And so does Carson Kressley.
This is his Emmy on display.


Then my sister dared me to actually RIDE a horse.
(She always gets me into trouble.)

It wasn't too bad at first.


But then the horse started to MOVE!



Ryane got into the horse riding big time!


I can't be shown up by my niece, can I?




We won't say anything about my sister's picture-taking skillz.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

An Apple a Day



I may have mentioned that my sisters and I are trying to do something new and fun every month.

Yesterday, we visited a vampire coffee shop.

Today, we decided to do an apple tasting contest. (It was Suan's idea.) We went to Wal-mart and got one of every apple variety they had.

(I was not super impressed because they did not have any Jonagolds.)

This is what we ended up with:




We cut the apples into pieces and then passed them around the room.


There were two parts to the taste test.

1) They had to guess the type of apple they were tasting, and

2) they had to vote for the best and worst tasting apples.



Drew said he guessed five of the apples correctly,
so we gave him the prize and took his picture.

Drew lied.

He didn't get ANY of them right.


We stripped him of his prize plate of leftover apples and
awarded them to the real winner!
Yay, Mom!


Winner of the WORST APPLE OF THE BUNCH:
The New York Apple

(I have no idea what a "New York" apple really is, but that's what the label said.)

It was so bad, it scared G when Elaine tasted it!


Winner of the BEST TASTING APPLE OF THE BUNCH:
The Gala Apple!


(Which just happens to have been my favorite!)

What's your favorite apple?

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Common Grounds

So my sisters, my cousin and I are cruising through town and stumble upon Common Grounds Coffee Shop!


So? Did you just say, "SO?"



Common Grounds is a coffee shop located just off the Texas Prairie University campus, where Claire Danvers (main character in Morganville Vampire series ) attends college. Common Grounds is considered neutral territory for both humans and vampires. (wikipedia)


We had to go check it out.


Elaine and I are sitting by the bar, waiting to get our Common Grounds t-shirts.



It was daytime, so there were only a couple of vamps inside.

Two, to be exact. I've marked them with a red arrow.

The rest of the people are human.


"Oliver" (vampire/owner—far left) and
"Eve" (human/employee—far right)
happened to both be working.

They were very nice. They let us take a photo with them.

Elaine said Oliver drooled on her neck.

Riotous Living

If you read the title wrong and thought this post was going to be a sermon on "righteous living"—

NOT!


Someone turned 50 back in December and thought they got away with it...

Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

In case you missed it, that was the
BIG 5-0!


But he was a good sport and wore all the decorations we put on him.

Without complaint.

Much.



One of us had a little too much fun and had to be restrained.

Several extended relations came by but I forgot to take photos.
(Sorry. I'm bad.)




Saturday morning, we were all partied out.

NOT!

(Will you people never learn? I am never partied out!)

(Well, rarely.)


The birthday boy, however, was tired of pictures.
He's giving me the "Put down that camera and nobody gets hurt" look.


Ryane & Suan doing the princess wave.



Sharing is caring.


Me & my Pops!

Friday, September 23, 2011

The One Where We Almost Set the Restaurant on Fire...

After a grueling morning of photo posing, we worked up an appetite. We went around the block to Cosi's, where in addition to yummy sandwiches and soups...

they let you make your own S'MORES!

at the table!

How totally awesome is that?!?


You could make them with graham crackers
or with chocolate cookies!



My sister is a bit of a pyromaniac.

(Hey, YOU!
Yes, you—the entrepreneur located in Utah County.
You really ought to do this at your restaurant!)



Okay, okay. I like mine burnt black too.
I couldn't eat it because it would put me in a sugar coma, but I had fun making one.


(And if you do put this in your restaurant,
please stock sugar free chocolate, marshmallows and graham crackers.
Yes, they do exist.)


Seal of approval from my niece.


But the REAL PROOF that they were yummy?



So what's your favorite s'more recipe?

Here's a link to some good ones.

This explains a lot...

I'm in Kentucky! All four of us kids made it back to my parents' house at the same time. We overlapped by about 36 hours. We had to pack a lot into that time.

First on our agenda was Family Pictures.

Everyone wants family pictures, but no one really ever wants to pose for them.


They say that you can learn a lot about a person by the way they interact with their family of origin...

This probably explains a lot.


We did take one serious pose—for posterity.

Also, I promised my grandsons I'd take a picture of me on the airplane to prove to them that I was really on one.

But I forgot. This will have to do...

(They won't know the difference, will they?)

More to come...