This year, Dad and Millie made the long trip again, as well as Don and Mary Lynn. Brad and Julie were new this year to the actual feast. Both were quite hesitant of the actual crab but enjoyed the shrimp appetizer and the herb and garlic chicken breasts I made special for them.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
2nd Annual Crab Feast
This year, Dad and Millie made the long trip again, as well as Don and Mary Lynn. Brad and Julie were new this year to the actual feast. Both were quite hesitant of the actual crab but enjoyed the shrimp appetizer and the herb and garlic chicken breasts I made special for them.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Frank the Tank
If you don't watch American Pickers, shame on you. However, let me enlighten you on the wonderful world of Frankie, Mikey and Tiger Tits.
Frank and Mike are pickers, which mean they travel around the US picking through people's junk, cleaning it up, and turning a profit. They then call Danielle AKA Tiger Tits (she has leopard tattoos on her chest - Josh coined the term, I think it's very clever) to list the items, find an apraisser, or find the next pick site. It is great. It is on the History channel on Mondays.
Watch it.
Anyway, the Hot Rod show was this weekend at Bartle Hall. Normally, this would be a big YAAAWN for me, but then my amazing husband told me that Tiger Tits would be there on Friday night and Frankie would be there on Saturday! Cha-Ching!
Josh got a wisdom tooth pulled on Friday so Tiger Tits was out of the picture. (Insert sobs here) So we settled for Frankie on Saturday. The line was like super long and I was not feeling the long wait with car enthusiasts. However, being the obnoxious person that I am, I stood next to the stage and just yelled "Frank!" and he looked at me and posed. We had a moment.
Frank and Mike LOVE old lunch boxes and this adorable little girl and her father gave him their very old looking Bonanza tin lunch box. DAMN! I should've thought of that!
And then... my Dad saw his dream car. The one he sold for a mere $2500 when he was just a teen. I thought he might cry. But instead, he smiled for pictures by Millie and I. What a sport!
And because we are those people...
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Super Bowl Fun
Super Bowl Sunday we decided to have a little par-tay! Angie and Bryan, Brad and Julie, Don and Mary Lynn, and Matt, Jana, and Cade came over.
Don and Mary Lynn rarely get a picture with their boys so we forced a photo. Aren't they adorable (except Josh, who is Super hot)? And Mary Lynn, even though you're not a fan, I like Brad's beard.
Bella and Dakota felt a little left out of the action, so Dakota tried to get fresh with Angie, and both of them tried to get fresh with Cade.
And just so you see the insanity of my cookies. I think I may need to invest in some smaller icing tips so that I can do more detailed work. Go Pack!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Snow Day
Sorry, you'll have to turn your head to see the next one (obviously, I am still a novice blogger because I cannot figure out how to turn the photo). This just proves that I am NOT Johnson County. What JoCo girls wear coveralls? :)
I am sitting on a snow pile that comes up to my hips. It started as a drift up to my knees and then after Josh shoveled the driveway, it just grew and grew and grew! So much fun in the snow today! Too bad I have to go back to work tomorrow!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Fun Times
For those of you who know me well, know that I don't drink anymore. For no other reason besides the fact that I cannot hold my alcohol anymore. It's pathetic. However, Friday night we had date night (sort of) with Brad & Julie and Bryan & Angie. We went to Nikko's Japanese Steakhouse in Overland Park. This is the restaurant that we went to after we got engaged, four years ago. I must have forgotten (or not even noticed) how insanely expensive it is. Oops. Anyway, we enjoyed a great evening and then headed to "The Other Place" for a nightcap. Now, in most situations, I would be driving because I'm the unspoken DD (and not because I'm "with child"). This particular evening I decided to drink. SO. MUCH. FUN. I totally forgot how fun drinking is (not getting wasted, but...)! So I decided to post some pictures from the night. And I am posting all of the terrible pics of me, because they are hilarious. Enjoy!
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Shaggin' Wagon
Well today, Josh and I officially became part of the geriatric crowd. We bought...wait for it...a station wagon. No, really. It is awesome! Why wouldn't everyone buy a station wagon? They are SO practical! The reason for our purchase, you might ask, is because with our two precious dogs in the car, there was no room for any people in the back seat. We needed more room.

Although it is definitely a station wagon, we love it. It is a Ford Taurus X.

Best part? The room, of course!
I found a hilarious picture online of a little boy and his dad curled up asleep on the back platform. I am thinking that if the two of them can fit, Bella and Dakota should be more than comfortable. So pumped about our geriatric Shaggin' Wagon! Look for my KSU license plate cruising around Independence, MO!Monday, January 10, 2011
Chiefs Home Playoffs
Sunday morning, we got up early and headed out to Arrowhead. The more important fact is that I had previously bought new leather Gore Tex boots, battery powered socks, and coveralls. The best part about wearing all of this "stuff" was not necessarily how warm I was (when I'm historically so incredibly cold), but how FAT I looked. I mean, I look like a linebacker in these photos. Ahh, the things I'll do to keep warm. No JoCo girl here!
Unfortunately, that was the best and last play to go in our favor. We did not play very well and we lost to the Baltimore Ravens, who played very well.
PS To those of you who have inquired about Christmas photos, I will not be posting any this year. Sorry. My computer at home and our internet have retaliated against me and will not allow me to post pictures or for that matter, be connnected to the internet long enough to even read my own blog. Boo AT&T, you suck.
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