It's rainy but warm here. Busy day on the table. DD is having friends over tonight. I am doing wine making with my friends and then out for a bite to eat. Those teens better not take advantage of having the house to themselves. Eh they are good kids.
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Just finished icing and decorating 36 cupcakes for the boys' taekwondo ceremony this afternoon. White frosting with black fondant "belts" tied on top. I wanted to go to a baker, but the boys insisted I make them because they like mine better. The things I do for these two...now on to make their favorite baked mac'n cheese to take as well.
My run on the elliptical was a bust. My left hip couldn't take it. Happily, it stopped raining long enough for me to get a mile walk in.
Then, we went to the movies. Dumbo was sold out!
So, we went shopping at Costco instead.
We came home and unloaded our stuff. And I looked at Wayne and said, "I haven't been to the mall in a couple of years. Why don't we go get a couple laps around the mall in, for something to do?" Wayne was game, so off to the mall we went.
Now, I'm fixing to watch The Golf. I'm a little over five miles for the day, so I'll hit my goal of seven by the end of the day.
Great job FWM! Sorry about Dumbo. Our local theater closed so we travel about 45 minutes for a movie. They have assigned seating so I get my tickets in advance. It's a pain to book online sometimes.
Great job FWM! Sorry about Dumbo. Our local theater closed so we travel about 45 minutes for a movie. They have assigned seating so I get my tickets in advance. It's a pain to book online sometimes.
Thanks SB. I try.
It looks like our theater has gone to reserved seating as well.
I don't think we'll bother going, anymore. We'll just order it when it come out on demand, and watch in the comfort of home.
FWM, sorry about your hip, Dumbo being sold out, and raining.
SB, sorry your hairdresser is moving.
IKWTDS, have a nice dinner.
FNW, send me a cuppycake! Enjoy this afternoon.
Hi, LGS.
It's mostly sunny, and a warm 74.
The ballpark is filled to the brim.
Lots of cheering, theme songs, and general crowded area noise.
Lots of pollen and dust.
So I'm stuck inside.
I would take a drive, but between the lack of ac and the high gas prices, it ain't happening.
Trying to stay busy.
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Happily, dodged the bullet about hail
in our area. Six miles away got some,
but not very long, and only about the
size of a quarter. Still, it could have
decimated DH's watermelons and
tomatoes.
In the midst of cooking for Monday's
dinner with my Eastern Star chapter.
Shrimp creole on rice, asparagus with
hollandaise sauce, garden salad, rolls,
iced tea, and carrot cake. Enough for
30 people. I'll be sure to bring baggies
for people to take left-overs home.
Did the wine making and then dinner with the friends. Kids are now doing a fire in our new fire pit. They are being good. I am tired but will stay up to make sure all goes good with the fire. Took the kids to the store to get root beer and smore making ingredients. Good clean fun although I am tired.
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Field lights for 4 fields are shining bright enough to read by in my living room.
The music, cheering, and chanting has only slightly lowered, but still not enough to open windows.
You know, people just don't think about how disruptive they are at the fields.
Or parks of any kind.
And if you say anything, you're told your bitter, or mean, or old.
But it's been going strong since 7am.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Happily, it stopped raining long enough for me to get a mile walk in.
