Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Random questions...

1. What is your favorite fair/carnival food? Chicken on a Stick from Penn's.. Delish!

2. Are you holding onto something you need to let go of? I don't think so..

3. What is your favorite gift to receive? I just love gifts.. Doesn't matter what it is... It is the element of surprise!

4. When was the last time you tried something new? On my birthday. I had seared tuna, which really means it is NOT cooked.. But, it was good. I wouldn't eat it everyday, but it was definitely something I will eat again.

5. What is your favorite and least favorite book genre? Favorite: Books that make laugh, or at least smile. Least Favorite: History! Ugh!

6.Silver or Gold? Either.. Seriously..

7. What makes you sigh? People who refuse to listen!

8. If you didn't know how old you are, how old would you claim you are? 40..

9. Would you break a law to save a loved one? To protect a loved one? No.

10. If you had to teach something, what would it be? Cooking.

11. You're having lunch with 3 people whom you respect and admire. They begin to criticize a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend. What do you do? Let them know they are talking about a friend in hopes they stop.

12. Which of the 5 Love Languages is your prominent means of experiencing love? Acts of Service.

And there you have it...

Monday, August 9, 2010

Final beach trip of the year...

We spent last week at the beach with the grands, their mother and my niece. Much fun was had by most of us since most of us didn't imbibe too much and end up spending ALL day Thursday in the bed, and missing out on lots of great pool time with the kiddos. The three people who know me and read this blog will know exactly who I am talking about.. Thank back to the "shrimp" incident of approximately 1994 or so.. And, that is enough said about that...

We usually go to the beach, without ever actually going ON the beach. The mother of the grands was determined to spend the day ON the beach this year, and that is what we did. Benton was not too keen about this idea since he has seen shark week on several ocassions and was convinced sharks live EVERYWHERE in the ocean, and they are always looking for people to eat. Bailey has no issues with the water and went right in, even wading through 20 feet of seaweed to get to the clear blue water. Benton agreed to let me carry him out in the water and he was continuously asking about sharks. I told him there were people who watched for sharks and if there were sharks in the water, it was unlikely they would be in knee deep water, and the shark watchers would notify us immediately if one was spotted. We talked about all the fish we could see swimming around and in his excitement about the fish, and me possibly catching one with my bare hands, he agreed to stand in the water and hold my hand, just in case... you know.. a shark came after us. He eventually got comfortable in the water and ended up having a great time. Bailey enjoyed it immensely and even put on her goggles so she could go under and open her eyes. She didn't care too much for the taste of saltwater, but everything else about the experience was fun. When we finally returned to the room, Bailey opted to stay with Man and the rest of us headed back to the pool to rinse the salt water out of our crevices.

Bailey and Man had much fun. He gave her a bath at her request, dresssed her in a dress of her choosing, brushed her hair and then they headed out on their own. She did the bungy jump, had a pushup AND a bubblegum milkshake and eventually met up with us for dinner, where Bailey continued to eat. That girl will consume a Ceasar salad in a heartbeat! And, I guess that balances out all the junk Man let her eat on their outing...

The next day started bright and early at the pool and it was a fun day for most of us. We stayed in the pool most of the day and when we FINALLY went in, the grands crashed. Man and I went out to dinner alone and then met back with everyone to watch the Bee Movie outside. I had never watched it from beginning to end in one sitting, but got to this time and I loved it! After that was over, we pretty much called it a night.

The next day we headed home. With the exception of stopping every 20 to 30 minutes for the almost 4 year old to potty, it was an uneventful ride home, with the exception of Man's driving technique, which leaves a LOT to be desired.

I am always glad to get home after I have been gone for several days. And, I need to rest up for our next trip, minus Man and my niece, to create new memories with some great friends! JUGS!