"Patiently" waiting for dinner
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Christmas lights are apparently less scary than the disco ball
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Service for eight
The china isn't dirty per se, but the hand-me-down buffet it's kept in still smells like cigarettes inside and I'd rather just remove all traces of the scent before use.
We also finally brought up the last box of barware, so now there are more decorative shot glasses, fancy margarita glasses, and most importantly, the tiki glasses are on display in the kitchen. Plus Steve's got a fun place to play for a while.
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Treez
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Thanksgiving in stolen photos
Garrett's lovely photo of his lovely tablescape set for eight. I was unaware that my foot was in the shot.
Stacy's lovely photo of Garrett carving the turkey. He did pretty much the whole meal. Bev (my mother-in-law) made caramel sweet potatoes in the downstairs kitchen and I made mashed potatoes, but other than those and some appetizers and desserts and wine, Garrett was completely in charge. And I like it that way.
Here are six of the seven out of the eight that we were supposed to have, photographed by Stacy's friend Kevin, who doesn't allow public photos of himself posted online. Claire's mom Val was sick and had to bow out, which is a bummer because she also had to miss our housewarming.
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Claire, Stacy, me, Garrett, Bev, and Dennis. Val's spot at the table ended up being where the giant plate of lefse went. Lefse are basically Norwegian potato tortillas. If you have a chance to try some, smear some butter on and roll them up.
Stacy's lovely photo of Garrett carving the turkey. He did pretty much the whole meal. Bev (my mother-in-law) made caramel sweet potatoes in the downstairs kitchen and I made mashed potatoes, but other than those and some appetizers and desserts and wine, Garrett was completely in charge. And I like it that way.
Here are six of the seven out of the eight that we were supposed to have, photographed by Stacy's friend Kevin, who doesn't allow public photos of himself posted online. Claire's mom Val was sick and had to bow out, which is a bummer because she also had to miss our housewarming.
Left to right:
Claire, Stacy, me, Garrett, Bev, and Dennis. Val's spot at the table ended up being where the giant plate of lefse went. Lefse are basically Norwegian potato tortillas. If you have a chance to try some, smear some butter on and roll them up.
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SchadenFriday
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Reba McEntire was so good in Adventures in Babysitting
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CATURDAY
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Sneaux!
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Trust the Gorton's fisherman
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Slow news day
The main entrance to the park is a long, steep road, and it was closed due to ice. I came back home and called to see if the pool was open, and it was. They suggested using the other entrance. I didn't do that, because it's one lane and is normally just an entrance, so I imagine cars are encountering each other and having to decide which one's going to go backward. It's narrow and scary enough as it is, so I parked in the neighborhood near the swim center and walked over instead.
There were quite a few more cars there than I expected to see.
Here's the latest addition to my lighted Zima sign collection on the left. I use a remote so I don't have to move furniture every time I want to turn them on or off.
There were quite a few more cars there than I expected to see.
Here's the latest addition to my lighted Zima sign collection on the left. I use a remote so I don't have to move furniture every time I want to turn them on or off.
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Pyromania kitteh
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The novelty has worn off, melt now pzl
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Throwback Thursday, Christmas 2002
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SchadenFriday
Slow week. Add some in the comments!
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The only good thing about Creepshow 3 is these glasses
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Merry lazers
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CATURDAY
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Crazy sky
I should have looked at the map before heading out. I've been wanting to walk around the cemetery, but I'm usually out early in the morning when it's still dark, and figured that would be frowned upon. Garrett had to go into work for a while this morning, so I figured I'd finally check it out. But I remembered it as being further South, and realized I'd already missed it. Then I thought there'd be a way to get into it from the Interurban Trail.
By the time I realized I'd have to go all the way around to Broadway to find the front entrance, I had to pee pretty urgently. I should have stepped off the trail for a whiz when I had the chance. Oh well. It was still nice to get out and walk again for the first time in a week now that all the snow and ice is finally gone.
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"Will I ever eat again?"
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