Tea and Quilts

Today was a lovely day for me and The Girl. She goes back to school on Sunday and we decided to finally make our way to the Penn Museum in Philadelphia, a place she’s wanted to visit since we moved here nearly ten years ago. Turns out, however, the museum is closed on Mondays.

Undaunted, we still made our way into the city, managed to find a decent parking spot and met The Boy for a cheap, delicious and way too large lunch. Philadelphia is known for its murals and, in fact, there are more than 3,000 of the colorful works of art scattered throughout the city. I’m always awed by their vibrant beauty so I grabbed these pics with my phone. (I made the conscious decision to leave my camera at home. *sigh*)

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After we ate lunch The Boy went back to work and The Girl and I walked four blocks to Miel Patisserie, a divine French pastry shop, so we could finally experience French macarons. They’re quite as colorful as the murals and look like the little cookies on the time wasting game, Cookie Jam, on my iPad.

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They also had really good tea. My tea was caramel toffee flavored and Katie’s was called Noel and was flavored with cinnamon and cardamom.

We enjoyed our sweet refreshments and walked back the four blocks to the car with about 15 minutes to spare before the meter ran out.

On our way home we made a stop at IKEA because IKEA. It’s like Disneyland. It even has flags at the entrance to the parking lot. The Girl bought a plant and named her Mabel, while I bought a $5.00 cheese grater. I spare no expense for my cheese preparations.

When we got home Mr. Jenster was off bowling so we made more tea to go with the macarons we brought with us and watched a few episodes of “Call the Midwife”.

Even though our original plans were dashed, it was an absolutely delightful day.

And as for quilts, it’s my day over at Grace & Such.

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Texas Adventures – Part 2

Texas Adventures - Part 2When last we met, our people had just left West, Texas, and were making their way through the deluge in two cars, one black and one white, down to Austin.

We pulled out of Slovacek’s parking lot and hit I-35 S for the remaining 2 hour drive. The weather vacillated between a good, heavy soak and, as some might say, “pouring pee out of a boot.” (That means it was raining really, really hard. And that’s not the precise saying, it’s more of the PG version. But you get the gist.) The white car and the black car became separated, but both drivers knew where they were going so we just planned to meet up at the restaurant.

As we were gliding through the water driving down the road, I got on Facebook and was assailed with messages from friends asking if we were okay and posting links to the Weather Channel and the National Weather Service and various other news outlets. Turns out there had been a tornado south of Austin and we were under a tornado watch with flash flood warnings all around. I pointed these things out to Terri and, for some unknown reason, it made us giggle. Maybe it was the hysterical laugh of those who are looking an unfortunate end in the eye. I don’t know. It was inappropriate, to say the least, but there we were, huddled together, looking at my phone and snickering quietly because we didn’t want the guys up front to know.

I really don’t know why we behaved so. There’s often no explanation as to why my family behaves the way we do.

Finally we made it to the restaurant.

If you ever find yourself in Austin I highly recommend you try the original Salt Lick in Driftwood.

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As one who appreciates good food, I would say it was definitely worth the trip through Armageddon. One friend of mine suggested I order the brisket and ask for the end cut, which I did. Oh my, people. Here’s a picture of my plate. I ordered a combo which had pork ribs also.

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But look at the brisket. See how charred and mouth watering it looks?

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So here’s my take. The brisket was beyond delicious. It was both crispy and juicy, all at the same time, and melted in my mouth. (The taco soup I’m planning for dinner, which I love, is starting to sound a little bland.) I was much less enamored with the ribs and wish I would have just had a big ol’ plate of the briskety magnificence. Next time. Yes – I vow there will be a next time.

The barbecue sauce is very good as well. I’m just partial to a tomato based sauce and theirs is mustard based.

The rest of the fixin’s were good, too. I may or may not have licked my plate. And if I didn’t, I wanted to.

We all decided to complete the experience with dessert. I mean, right? So I had the boysenberry cobbler with ice cream and a cup of coffee. Mmmm…

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Excuse me while I have a moment…

Okay. Sadly, I wasn’t even able to finish it. Oh, how I wish for a doggy bag right now.

The other offering was chocolate chip pecan pie and it looked pretty much droolworthy as well.

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Dangit! I should have shared with someone. Why didn’t I think of that then? That’s what my greediness gets me.

Once the food was served conversation was a little sparse because we were all too busy making yummy sounds. When we did chat, the topic was pretty much the weather and the rain and the tornado farther south and the flooding and what a great blog post this was going to make.

When we left the restaurant we switched up the riding situation. Terri and I moved to Jarred’s car with mom and Michele moved to ride with Joe and David. Before we could leave Austin, however, the boys wanted to make a quick stop and see their tattoo guy. Unfortunately, the tattoo guy couldn’t make it into work because of flooding. But we were there long enough for me to get this picture:

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I then posted it to Facebook with the comment that my mom, sisters and I were getting Mother/Daughter tattoos in Austin. People believed me and wanted to see a picture when it was done. So I found this picture on Google and posted it:

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We laughed and laughed because, no. Even if we would get tattoos we wouldn’t get that tattoo. We’ll just have to put more thought into what we want before our next girls’ trip.

And just like that we were back on the road. Up I-35, headed back to West for a stop and then on to Fort Worth. Just out of Temple the interstate came to a near standstill. Jarred got off and found a way around to Bucc-ee’s and Joe eventually followed suit.

Bucc-ee’s alone was an experience. It’s an enormous gas station with a convenience store, deli, clothing and home decorating. Because you never know when you’re going to find just the right piece in a gas station. It really was a fabulous and magical place.

Anyway, long story just the teensiest less long, the interstate was flooded a few miles up the road and was shut down. A policeman at Bucc-ee’s was saying there was no way around it, but when Jarred and Joseph asked him about some roads they had mapped out he told them that should be fine. So we headed out again.

By this time it was dark and it was still raining, though not nearly as hard as it had been. Jarred was in front of Joe and all of a sudden this black sedan came whipping around us, over the double yellow line, and scooted in front of the vehicle ahead of us as a semi was coming the other way. Jarred said very unkind things about his brother for driving so recklessly and at the next opportunity he tried to catch up. But the little black car kept whipping around cars, trying to gain more ground. So Jarred kept whipping around cars, trying to catch up, questioning Joseph’s mental state the whole time.

Finally we came to a crossroads and there was the black car, waiting to turn right. We found out later from Michele that Joseph commented on Jarred’s idiot driving, wondering out loud why he kept going around all those cars and why he was in such a hurry. This, of course, caused us to dissolve into puddles of laughter.

You know – reading through this I realize that maybe we just think things are way funnier than they really are. Oh well. At least we have fun.

At one point Jarred said something about hoping he didn’t get pulled over. I told him I hoped not, either, but it would add considerably to the blog story. He did not oblige so I’m sorry. No story about getting pulled over by the police. Which is just as well. The rest of us in the car probably would have been laughing uncontrollably and Jarred could have been carted off to jail because of it. I have no idea what the charge would be, but I suppose it could happen.

One more stop at the Czech Stop in West for the much anticipated kolaches. As late as it was most of us just bought them to have for breakfast the next day. They made for a delicious morning repast!

We finally made it home unscathed and unticketed and saw this on-line:

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That’s why we had to find an alternate route.

And to think, this is only Friday we’ve gotten through.

Texas Adventures ~ Part 1

Texas Adventures - Part 1A couple Wednesdays ago I flew from Pennsylvania to Texas for a special girls’ get away. My mother and sister from New Mexico flew in the same day and we were picked up by my Fort Worth sister.

The next day we just kind of hung out and enjoyed each other’s company. Then Friday came. But before I tell you about our Epic Friday (as it’s come to be known in certain circles), let me give you a little back story.

A few months ago my Texas nephews and I had a Facebook argument conversation about barbecue. They said Texas has the best barbecue and I said Texas isn’t the only barbecue in town and I’m really not sure how it all went down. I tried to find the thread but there have been a lot of status updates since then. Anyhow, they decided we would have to make a trip down to Driftwood, just outside of Austin, so they could take me to the original Salt Lick.

Turns out Waco is on the way to Austin and, as it happens, Chip and Joanna Gaines of HGTV’s Fixer Upper just opened a store in Waco and the grand opening was… wait for it… Friday! Not only that, but West is right before you get to Waco. West is famous for their kolaches – delicious Czechoslovakian pastries – and the boys had plotted our course with stops in West and Waco.

So Friday morning came and seven intrepid adventurers set out in two cars.

Friday morning, October 30th.

Do you watch the news?

Did you hear about the weather in Texas on Friday, October 30th?

Here are just a few of the headlines:

“Deadly Floods, Possible Tornadoes Strike Texas as Storms Sweep Through”

” Flipped trucks, widespread damage in south Austin, Texas, after rainstorms, flooding”

” Flash flood warnings continue in South Texas, with rainfall totals over 1 foot”

You get the idea. The weather was bad. But since we were foolish intrepid we went anyway.

So we drove through the pouring rain and sighed our relief when we made it to Slovecek’s in West. Slovecek’s is a gas station with a meat market, bakery, gift shop, and beer cave, among other things. It also has the nicest public bathrooms I’ve ever been in. Which was rather convenient due to the quick stop at Starbuck’s on our way out of Fort Worth. Here we indulged in Klobasnek, Czechoslovakian meat pastries, for breakfast.

Once sated, we returned to the cars and continued on to Waco for the grand opening of Magnolia Market. The rain had lightened significantly and we thought maybe it was passing.

We were wrong and not a one of us was willing to stand in the rainy line. Especially because I think there were two umbrellas between all seven of us.

So my car pulled up to the curb and I jumped out, hiding my camera in my rain jacket, and snapped a couple of shots. We never did see Chip or Joanna. Waco was a bust.

Finally we were on our way to Austin and the real reason for our road trip…

Coming up: Disturbing weather reports, delicious food, huge gas stations and more rain. Much more rain.

Myrtle Beach Adventures

I made it to Myrtle Beach and back in one piece. It was a quick trip, but I loved every minute of it. I even enjoyed the drive there and back. Mostly, anyway.

There is, no doubt, much more to Myrtle Beach than I saw, but what I did see was very commercialized. It was like Branson by the beach. Which is a lot of fun for young families and golfers, but I don’t know that it’s my kind of vacation place. I like slow paced, farmers’ markets, toes in the sand, an antique store or two, relax and read types of vacations. Still, my Katie was in Myrtle so it was the only place I wanted to be.

When I got settled into my room Monday night she came to see me for a couple of hours. Tuesday I did some of my own touristy stuff. Precious in hand, I set out to get some good photographs. What I got instead was some delicious sweet tea from McAlister’s (a foodie staple of the south) and a trip to Barnes and Noble. Not exactly what I had planned, but I wasn’t complaining.

I picked Katie up from her camp around 4-ish or so and we ran an errand or two before ending up at Joe’s Crab Shack at Barefoot Landing. This is where I found out she had never eaten crab before, other than in a crab cake or crab dip. Once I got over the shock of this parenting fail, we set about remedying the poor raising of her.  By the time we finished all those crab legs we were both a glorious mess of melted butter and crab juice. (It didn’t seem so horrible at the time, but reading crab juice kind of makes me shudder.)

After we got crabs (hehe – I said “got crabs”) we strolled around the landing, perusing the interesting shops and taking pictures of all the silly signs, t-shirts, etc. We made a couple small purchases and then landed at Kohr’s Family Ice Cream. It was the perfect ending to our outing.

We went back to the hotel, then, and got super comfy in our beds and watched Shark Week. Because we always seem to be at the beach when it’s Shark Week and what else should one watch? Especially when there has already been several shark attacks in the approximate vicinity. We also snacked a little. On Mega-Stuffed Oreos. They were on sale at the CVS we stopped at for bottled water and a few other things and this was our vacation and they looked so yummy and stop judging me.

Wednesday morning was super lazy and delightful. I got up and ensconced myself in the perfect reading chair while Katie slept on. I started a new book – The Husband’s Secret by Liane Moriarty – for August book club. A book club I haven’t made it to yet, but August is a new month and I WILL FINALLY BE VICTORIOUS! By the time Katie got up and around it was too late for the free breakfast downstairs, which was perfectly fine with me. There was a coffee pot in the room and we still had Mega-Stuffed Oreos. What more could a girl with a caffeine addiction and a serious sweet tooth want? (I’ll talk about how I’m trying to get healthy again later. MUCH later. So don’t hold your breath for that post, m’kay?)

It was time for lunch by the time we got out of the hotel so we went to McAlister’s. I realize there were about a bajillion other places for us to go, but I really hadn’t satisfied my McAlister’s need and Katie was down with the choice, so there you have it. After lunch we headed to Broadway at the Beach. Our plan had been to spend the day there and then eat at the Hard Rock Cafe because eating at every single Hard Rock Cafe there ever was is a crazy and unspoken goal of mine. Well, now it’s spoken. Or written, which is even worse because you can deny the spoken word, but it’s hard to deny something that’s been written down. So now you know. But unless you’re independently wealthy it’s an impossible goal and one I think I’ve finally given up on. Unless I can someday write several NYT best sellers. Then I may revisit this goal.

Anyhoo, we walked and browsed and window shopped and took more pictures of ridiculous things that made us laugh and walked some more. Which makes me feel okay about my breakfast choice of that morning because it was pretty much walked and/or sweated off by the time we finished at Broadway. Oh. We also stopped in at Ben & Jerry’s for a kid sized cup of ice cream. Tonight Dough, how I love thee.

We had seen everything there was to see so we decided to forego the Hard Rock and head back to the hotel. More Shark Week to watch, more reading and a short nap for the girl. She wanted Mexican for dinner and we went to a gloriously authentic hole in the wall and it was delicious! And what trip would be complete without at least one run to Wal-Mart? We bought a few movie bundles in the discount bin and then ended our day back at the hotel.

Thursday morning Katie got up early and had to be back to camp by 7:45 or so. I got ready, went downstairs for a quick and free breakfast and then hit the road. I wanted to bypass DC because I knew I would head into the area right around rush hour so I took an alternative route. I didn’t think about the fact it would be a lot of highway with stop lights and such. OY! It took me forever to get home. But what a beautiful drive it was! I drove the Chesapeake Bay Tunnel – Bridge and it was fascinating. A little eerie, but very interesting.

On the way down I had listened to a book on tape – The Anatomist’s Apprentice by Tessa Harris. It was entertaining, but I don’t know that I would necessarily recommend it. On the way home, however, I listened to her second book in the series – The Dead Shall Not Rest – and found it to be much more interesting because it concerned real life people from 1780’s London. When I arrived home I had to do my own research on a couple of the characters and I liked how she wove the story around them. I’m sure I’ll eventually read the third in the series to see if she continues to get better or if book two was just a fluke.

It took me a little over 11 hours to get home so it was a lonnnnng day. My drive ended with a hellacious thunder storm with so much lightening it was blinding and so much rain it was hard to see more than about 10 feet ahead. But made it home I did. And I really enjoyed my own bed that night.

All in all, it was a great mini-trip and I loved hanging out with the girl. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat!

Good For The Soul

I’ve been stuck in a rut lately . You know how it is – every day you repeat the same task, the same function, the same drudgery . You are merely existing and not really living.

That’s just life and I see no help for it. At least not on a daily basis. But sometimes you just gotta get away from that existence and live a little. And that’s exactly what I’m doing this weekend.

I am in Cape May, right across the street from a quiet beach with five girlfriends. The kind of friends who will unashamedly make you pee your pants because they make you laugh so hard. They see you stand that certain way and know you’re just one zinger away from cursing your lack of Depends. Cruel women, and yet I adore them.

They’re also the kind of women who strive to know Jesus better. I think of them kind of like a soul trust – a brain trust for the spirit. The collective wisdom is staggering. I am so happy to be a leach to their oozing brilliance.

I love this very safe environment. We sometimes have opposing views about politics, church, books, fashionable hats and the like, but we love each other and we don’t waste time on such unimportant differences. The one thing we have in common is a very big, very awesome God. Well, that and a love of all things Outlander.

Some may say we should feel guilty about going away without our husbands, the other half of our whole group. And by “some” I mean our husbands. But I say I’m not into guilt so let’s make it up with a barbecue for the entire gang later this month and call it good.

This weekend is about recharging my batteries. It’s about getting away from the monotony of the every day and embracing this big, beautiful life. It’s about the peace that envelops me from gazing at a steel gray ocean and listening to pounding surf. It’s about tears with friends over a reenactment of the first Outlander episode or a real hurt that another is experiencing.

It’s about connecting. Connecting to each other and connecting to God.

It’s about disconnecting. Disconnecting from the stress of that daily life.

It’s about sitting on a balcony overlooking the beach and writing or reading. It’s about shopping and eating and coffee and wine and napping and sinking toes in the sand and breathing in the tangy air and just being.

It’s about living. And it’s good for my soul.

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A Little Gray With A Bunch of Good Junk

GOING GRAY

There’s not much going on with my hair right now. It’s only been a week and a half since my coloring job. There is the faintest amount of color sliding at my temples, but it didn’t show up in the pictures I tried to take so they’re not even worth posting.

And speaking of pictures, I know I said I would get one at the wedding while I was all gussied up, but that was a falsehood. Not an intentional one, mind you, but it just didn’t happen. I DO, however, have these photos I took the day after the coloring.

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I love my color. I really do. It has a nice vibrancy to it that I’m afraid I’ll lose as it’s growing out. But I guess we’ll find out together. Because you’re a part of this now and I’ve tossed my pride aside. Today, at least.

ADVENTURE

Thursday night was Todd’s bowling league night and Katie had gone out with some friends. So after dinner Taylor told me we were going on an adventure, but he wouldn’t tell me what. I love me a good adventure and now that I’m all “grown up” and everything, I don’t get many of them.

He loaded up something in his truck and then we left. Our first stop was Sonic for milkshakes and then we were off again. We ended up at the river, where he backed his truck up to the shore and we climbed onto the bed of his truck and sat in lawn chairs. Then we commenced to converse and enjoy our milkshakes.

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It was such a beautiful evening and, in fact, became downright chilly as the sun went down. Which, as you can see, made for a gorgeous picture.

After our most enjoyable endeavor we came home to watch Sharknado 2. Please don’t judge. It’s less an “I really want to see that spectacular cinematic brilliance”, and more of an “I have to watch it to say I watched it and then we can delete it from the DVR and never have to see it again.” Todd made it home just in time to watch with us and I have to say, it wasn’t without its entertainment. There is some value in B movies after all.

THE COFFEE COUNTER

A few years ago I was off visiting my parents in New Mexico and when I returned home, Todd had bought me a Keurig as an early birthday present. I was ever so happy with it and really do like it. Sometimes. But here’s the thing about a Keurig – the coffee doesn’t taste the same. Oh, it’s super convenient as long as you have a supply of K-cups. That can get pretty pricey, though, so we have special K-filters we can use regular ground coffee with. That’s great, too, except it’s kind of a pain to put together every morning and again, the taste isn’t the same.

I’ve been thinking for a while now that I wanted a regular coffee maker. But how wasteful! The Keurig works perfectly fine. The taste thing finally got the better of me and I had Katie pick up a discounted coffee maker at Target the other day. So now this is what our counter looks like:

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We’re keeping both on the counter because the Keurig is great for brewing iced tea and chai lattes and hot chocolate and hot tea and hot apple cider and all manner of alternative beverages. You can see from the K-Cup holder, however, that we are low on our favorite K-Cups.

Two mornings in a row Taylor and I have had coffee from the new coffee maker and it was divine. Oh, how I’ve missed that flavor.

EXTREME SPORTS

We ended this fabulous streak with a kayaking adventure. It was such a gorgeous day yesterday so we drove through the beautiful Pennsylvania countryside to Green Lane where we rented four kayaks and took to the open water. So.much.fun. And it was just an awesome way to spend a day. No phones. No computers. No TVs. Just the four of us. We probably would have stayed out a bit longer, but some dark clouds started rolling in, the wind whipped up a bit and it was cold. In August. It was cold. No matter. We still had over an hour of relaxing fun and I’m looking forward to doing it again.

Famous Fridays – Jimmy Fallon Edition

Let’s get the obvious out of the way. It is NOT Friday. It is, in fact, Saturday. But Famous Fridays sounds better than Famous Saturdays and I had intended to post this yesterday. Capiche?

Thursday was our big day in New York to see The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon. But a big day like that doesn’t begin the morning you wake up. No. An adventure like that takes planning beforehand. There are important things to consider like what you will wear and what you will listen to in the car.

We were each tasked with giving Taylor 20 songs we wanted to listen to so he could put them into a Spotify playlist. And since I was the one who procured the tickets I made the rule that all 20 songs could NOT be country. (I’m the only one in my family who is not a fan). Choosing only 20 songs is very difficult, but Katie and I met the challenge. Todd, not so much. The NYC playlist was eclectic and exceptional and really good! At one point Todd mentioned his disappointment that there wasn’t any Dave Matthews and we told him it was because we figured that’s all he would put on his list. Seriously – Taylor, Katie and I had had that exact conversation beforehand.

The question of what to wear was a hot topic as well. The tickets say “smart casual”, but nobody could quite agree on what that was. The weather didn’t help matters any, either, because it was supposed to be rainy and muggy and just generally yucky. That messes up shoe choices which, in turn, messes up clothing choices. One doesn’t want to wear cute sandals if one is going to be running around the city in rain. And one doesn’t want to wear cold weather shoes with capris. And one doesn’t want to wear cute little flats that are too small and cause blisters.

Finally our decisions were made (mine were pretty much made at the very last minute) and we piled into the car with the tasty tunes. Traffic was light and it was looking like we were going to have more than enough time to get to the studios. We were driving up to Weehawken for the ferry and even I-95 was moving along nicely. And then when we got a few miles from our exit everything stopped. The George Washington Bridge was closed so millions upon millions (or at least it seemed like it) cars decided to take the Lincoln Tunnel – which was our exit. It took us a good hour to go what should have been about 10 minutes. Bad enough in any situation, but when you started the road trip 2+ hours earlier with large beverages, well, you get the idea.

WristbandsEventually we made it to the ferry, over the Hudson and jumped on the free city bus to take us to 30 Rockefeller Center where we stood in a line to get our wrist bands and tickets.

Then we made our way down to the concourse underneath the plaza for some eats and a rest before we had to go stand in line again. There was a lot of standing in line and a lot of feeling like cattle. Then it was through security, into an elevator, down a short hall, into a round room and then through the doors into the studio. The very small studio. It’s amazing how the cameras can make the studio look so much larger.

The real fun began once we were in our seats. The Roots were stellar as always. Ben Stiller made a surprise appearance which was exciting. Chris Rock was good, though they cut out some of his stuff, and Chris Christie was pretty funny as well. The musical guest was Kacey Musgraves which would have been great if I liked country music. I did enjoy the glittery outfits, though.

We had a great time at the show, a lot of laughing ensued, and watching the mechanics of the show was a lot of fun. And then it was over.

JuniorsWhat to do then? Oh! I know! Let’s walk a few blocks down and over and go to Juniors! So we did. Amazingly we waited less than 10 minutes for a table. Delicious deli food (I had the Reuben) and then the real reason we went there. Cheesecake.  Plain cheesecake. It was everything I ever imagined it would be.

As we tried to find a cab that could fit all four of us it started raining. Thankfully we didn’t have to stand in the rain too long before Todd jumped in front of a cab with its light on and caught us a ride back to the ferry. Over the Hudson and through the woods oil refineries to get back home. We boarded the ferry at 8:30 and pulled into our driveway around 11. That included a stop at a service station. I don’t want to admit that I drove too fast, but I drove too fast.

It was a long and exhausting day but a great experience! Now we have to wait another 6 months before I can get tickets again.

Come back next Friday (or possibly Saturday) when I do my next installment of Famous Fridays.

Places to Go, People to See

Tomorrow is a big day for the Jenster Clan. We are headed to the Big Apple to see The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon.

Tonight-Show-Jimmy-Fallon-PromoPeople may be jealous, but let me just tell you something. We deserve this. I deserve this. Getting the tickets was grueling work. My friend, Dan, told me they would be giving out the June tickets on the Monday or Tuesday before Memorial day. So that Monday I put the website up on my computer at work and kept hitting refresh in between tasks, but nothing ever happened.

I had the next day off of work and Katie and I were going to go to the movies with Todd’s mom (his parents were here for Taylor’s graduation – a blog post I’ve been putting off because, well, because it was Taylor’s graduation). As I was putting some clothes in the dryer my phone rang, Katie said it was Dan and I practically ran over her to get to it. “It’s time!” he said. So I grabbed my iPad and pulled up the website while making my way to the table. Katie was following me and asked what I needed. “I need my computer, stat!” So she brought my laptop to me and got it set up while I was hitting refresh on my iPad.

This is where I tell you I was still in my lounging pajamas, which sounds a little pathetic since it was around 1:30 or so, but it wasn’t pathetic because lounging pajamas are not the same as regular pajamas. I can’t hang out in my jammies all day, but I can change from my jammies into lounging jammies and be fine. Except, as I said, we were supposed to go to a movie. I had 30 minutes to get the tickets and get dressed, but the clock was ticking and no progress was being made. Finally after about 20 minutes of hitting refresh, refresh,refresh, ad infinitum, I got a different screen.

Long story short I got the tickets. Katie was standing behind me while I was filling out the form and I think we were both holding our breath, afraid I was going to accidentally hit the wrong button and lose our chance. But no. I hit “submit” and a CONGRATULATIONS screen popped up, at which time Katie and I both screamed and scared the entire household. And then we regained our composure, I got dressed and we made it to the movie on time.

We just found out last week who we will be seeing. Chris Rock, Governor Christie and a country singer whose name I can’t remember. Not so bad. Tonight was Mama June and Honey Boo Boo so I feel as though we dodged a bullet.

Check back on Friday and I’ll tell you how it went. Or better yet, watch the show tomorrow night and look for me. I’ll be the one waving!

 

A New Disorder

My fans have been hounding me about writing some more since it’s been several months. There have been at least two, maybe three people beg for another post, ask for another post, mention there hasn’t been a post since December.

Always the people pleaser, I’ve decided to forgo the laundry, dishes and other assorted chores I always, usually, sometimes, think I should probably do on Saturday and give the people what they want a bit of time-wasting uselessness.

But what to write about? There are so many options and I’m not good with choices. So I think I’ll just tell you what’s on my mind at this very moment.

I have DADD – Decorating Attention Deficit Disorder.

We have a small powder room that I want to completely redo. Everything – and I mean everything – is coming out. I’m going to put in new flooring, a new toilet, a new vanity, a new mirror and a new light fixture and I’ve been obsessing over making the right choices.

It’s a powder room, for crying out loud. It’s not like people come to the house just to hang out in there. And if that is the reason they’re coming to my house they need to stay away because that’s just weird.

Urban Industrial Rustic Shabby Chic is pretty much what I’m going for. (See what I mean? I can’t even make a decision on what to call the style.)

I was thinking about doing a pallet wall behind the toilet and vanity, but foraging for useable pallets is more than I’m willing to do at the moment. So I’ve spent the last hour or so talking to Todd about the cheapest way to get the look I want and frankly, I think I’m going to like this even better.

Can I just stop here for a second and tell you how much I dig on this stuff? Thanks! I LOVE this stuff! If it didn’t cost money I would be just like Nicole Curtis on Rehab Addict. And if you don’t know who she is or what Rehab Addict is then you haven’t lived! She’s like the cool version of “This Old House”.

Thanks for indulging me.

I’m very excited because we have a plan and it includes paint and Home Depot and the lumber yard and tile and a super cool project. I will, of course, post before and after pictures. I just hope it turns out half as awesome as the image in my head. Sadly, that very rarely happens.

You do know what this means, right? It means I’m going to be too busy to write posts.

And we’ve come full circle.

Days Four and Five

16 Days of ChristmasOn the Fourth Day of Christmas…

We went to the happiest place on earth! And while Disneyland is a magical place to take children, I can say in all honesty it’s much more fun with grown kids. The only whining came from me and nobody in our party ever cried. Not once. And I’m pretty sure that’s a first – at least since our babies were born.

The crowds weren’t horrendous and the longest wait was 50 minutes. I bought an eggnog latte and Katie and I each had a Mickey cookie to occupy us while we were waiting to get on the Peter Pan ride. Meanwhile, Todd and Taylor were ensconced in big leather chairs at the ESPN Zone, watching some basketball game. When their game was over they hopped the monorail for Tomorrow Land, trekked over to Fantasy Land and waited for us to get off the Peter Pan ride. Which lasted a whole two minutes.

Anyway, most of the rides were 20 minutes or less so we easily rode everything we wanted to and then some. Of course, we had to ride Pirates of the Caribbean twice. And then we had to watch the movie today, but more on that later.

Pirates Collage

Small World Collage

 

 

We hadn’t actually planned to ride It’s A Small World, but we needed to kill some time before our FastPass ticket for the Indiana Jones ride.

 

 

Disney Collage

 

 

 

Things have changed quite a bit since the last time we were there. And yet everything is the same.

 

 

 

On the Fifth Day of Christmas…

It was a rainy and chilly day and we had no plans. So we did basically nothing. I did take a really good nap this afternoon and I’m pretty sure everyone else did as well. We also watched Pirates of the Caribbean, decorated the tree and wrapped some presents.

Doesn’t sound like “nothing” to me.

I can’t divulge tomorrow’s adventure, but it’s gonna be a good one.