I’ve watched a few of these videos, and this particular elephant really makes a lovely painting of an elephant. His friend? Mommy? Girlfriend?
Is there some trick? I don’t know. But who knew trunks were so versatile? Watch and smile.
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I just realized that my entry for Diesel’s weekly caption contest made it to the finals! I have tried for months on these things and got bupkus!
Then, I go OUT OF TOWN (once in a WHOLE YEAR) and make the finals.
No chance to beg/bribe/plead for people to VOTE for my caption.
SO not fair!
I KNOW I would have won if I were in town……
Well, we’ll NEVER KNOW now.
Perhaps, it’s just as well.
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Kid and I just got back from Dallas (that’s spelled M-A-L-L, for those unaware). Nothing like going back home to feel old, am I right? My old stompin’ grounds got a big upgrade in every way. Many of those construction projects from last year are now done and new, enormous holes in the ground appeared in other locations. The tear-down demolition portion of the construction industry thrives there.
Oh, and we saw Mark Cuban’s resort house, complete with Mark getting into his black Bentley. Suuuweeeet.
The weather? It was windy, but no twisters this year. And then the thermostat dropped about 20 degrees. Typical.
The food? Last year, I was all oh-this-is-so-good and why-can’t-they-do-Tex-Mex-in-Seattle? This year, I was all could-you-hold-my-hair-back-while-I-barf. Yes.
I’m such a delicate flower in my old age that I get sick almost every time I go to the airport. Colds, stomach bugs, whatever.
However, I recovered enough for gelato and our photo shoot here. The Food Network’s Unwrapped was filming when we arrived. They took footage of us all eating (reallll cute of Kid, not so much of ME) and the episode, Deep Freeze, should be on in about two months, the producer said.
Here they are interviewing my mom about gelato. Even though she did the “no paps!” hand-over-her-face routine at first, Kid jumped in on this part. Aren’t they beautiful?
(My mother’s motto: you should always dress nicely when you go out. She was right–You never know when you’ll be interviewed on national tv! Kid had just scored a new dress only minutes before, too! Whew!)
So forget about taking pictures on vacation. Just get yourself on a tv show!
We had a late flight back (during which Kid sleep 0 minutes). At least our flight wasn’t this one. That was my brother’s flight home. Engine, smingine. Apparently, those 737s just need one engine anyway.
I’m glad everything turned out fine (I had 3 family members on that plane), but mostly I’m glad it did not happen to them on the WAY to my mother’s. With my nerves, I would have burned through my Xanax way before my departure date….
Good to be home. Even the sun is smirking today.
I love the Pacific Northwest.
[PS, note to all my personal friends: reading this blog does not count for CALLING ME!! HELLO! SPRING BREAK!]
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noun:
1. Good-humored banter or teasing.
2. An instance of good-humored teasing; a jest.Raillery is from French raillerie, from Old French railler, “to tease, to mock.”
Not to be confused with flummery, this gets dished out to the Kid a lot at home. Particularly from her dad. Is this in that secret dad handbook somewhere?
After Kid’s unsatisfying (i.e., too few eggs found her basket) egg hunt at the local park Saturday, a friend’s mom said that was okay because the Easter Bunny would come that night.
Excuse me? We were not planning ANYTHING. Isn’t a crowded, outdoor egg hunt enough?! Complete with real bunnies, guinea pigs and goats to pet??
Don’t you love it when other people inadvertently make your family tradition for you? I tried to convince Kid that mom was talking RAILLERY, pure and simple, and wasn’t she funny? Kid didn’t buy it.
I did. Egg stuff at the drug store, that is. For her indoor (and wet outdoor) Easter morning egg hunt.
Our NEW tradition.
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Jean Boyle (Kitsap and Beyond) posted the summer line-up for free concerts at Clearwater Casino. A friend went last year and said they are outside, kid-friendly, and totally accessible without going into the casino at all (unless you want to!).
The concerts start in late May, which is great since the Waterfront Park concerts on Bainbridge don’t start until what, late July?
Jimmy Buffet is the opening show. I’ve seen him live, and it’s a good time, lots of dancing with parrot hats on. Don’t forget your Hawaiian shirt and salt shaker!
Thanks, Jean!
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We had a little egg hunt for one at our house yesterday. I hid 8 eggs inside the house and the hubs took the headlamp to hide 8 more around the front yard the night before (you apparently HAVE TO HIDE THEM OUTSIDE…).
Kid merrily found eggs inside Easter morning. It rained awhile outside, so the Kid and the hubs hunted the yard later. He made a lot of hand motions and yelled “hey, come over here!” as he led her around the big, messy yard. Kid eventually found 7 eggs.
“I wonder if there are any more….?” We grownups kept saying. We finally gave up.
The Kid, however, did not. She snuck her eggs back outside in her own hiding places, and then said “hey, Daddy, come see! Come see!” (HEY, WHO’S LEADING THIS HUNT? I wondered)
She led him all over the yard. But her biggest surprise occurred when she called “hey, Daddy, come see!” only to see not just the egg she hid that afternoon at the base of tree, but coincidentally, the 8th egg hidden the night before in the nook of the same tree a foot above hers.
As her eyes popped out, the hubs thought, “oh, yeah, that’s where that is.”
I’m still not sure who played the best Easter Bunny.
Maybe next year, she could orchestrate the whole affair.
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How about…..“Are you the grandma?”
Okay, technically I could be Kid’s grandmother if I started at 18 and that child had a child at 18…., but I don’t really need to THINK about that. Instead of babies, I had school, work, travel, happy hours, moves, and freedom.
If more people would let their grey hair grow out, then these idiots would not say these things to me! I blame everyone else and SOCIETY!
I have had other idiots (nicer ones) say “Oh, your skin is SO young looking!”
These comments are up there with “When are you due?” when you are NOT. That one I’ve dodged. So far.
We’ll talk after all the Easter candy.
But OH, how that may confuse the idiots—she’s a grandma AND expecting….?
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