Sunday, June 24, 2012

The stars at night are big and bright...

After thirteen hours in LaGuardia Airport, I have arrived in the Lone Star State!

DFW was a welcome sight after freezing in the NY terminal for so long. And it was so photogenic :P

And look who greeted me! 
 I love this damn dog.

Due to the day's starvation, I promptly sought Taco Bell and was reunited with my love, the Cheesy Gordita Crunch.

Allie got chubby. But she is beloved by our family. Here she is with her husband
I missed my dog so damn much.

So this morning I had all day to take Texas by the horns. This, of course, meant taking advantage of the excessive sunshine for photowhoring. COMMENCE PHOTOWHORING.
This sunflower was sassing me. And by sassing me I mean allowing hideous flying insects to swarm near my face.

My mother, let it be known, is a master gardener. Our backyard has become a veritable farm. Or ranchette type thing. Either way, we grow a crap ton of vegetables and use them to cook things! It's so country, and I love it!

Ain't she a cutie?

Our garden has so many flowers. It's so awesome.

We finished up our veggie picking for the day and began primping to go out, like a good Southern girl should.

This, of course, meant more photowhoring.

Then we got pedicures. I got blue!

My mother decided we needed more yoga clothes, so we took a trip next door to Academy...
I tried on some super tight fitting workout clothes. I'm not sure I'm fit enough to sport these at the gym... I'll stick to a t shirt and sweats thanks!

The highlight of our meal tonight (made mostly of home-grown zucchini and tomatoes) was, by far, cherry beer.

So apparently there are laws in the Bible Belt that you can't purchase alcohol on a Sunday before noon. I had no idea of this rule. So my mom and I go to the grocery store to prepare for the day, and we want to buy cherry beer... but we have to come back several hours later. So, after laughing at the absurdity and uptight moral standards of the south, we got cherry beer.

Cherry beer is MAGICAL.

This is the kind we got. You should get it too! I think the cherry one (left) is pronounced "creek" and I'm not even going to try the raspberry one (right) which I think is Dutch or something crazy.

Cherry beer is good for you
It makes the whole world nicer
It's sweet and tart, and bubbly too
It's good when put on

Magical, magical cherry beer.
Drinking of the cherry beer in a kind of champagne glass thing. It tasted classier that way.

Actually, it tasted kind of like cherry soda with booze. Which is also an excellent idea.

More photowhoring with the cherry beer

The grandparents/aunts and uncle come over!

Meanwhile, Jack does what he does best...

Grilling zucchini. We used this instead of pasta for a vegetarian lasagna to cut the carbs. Delicious cheating!

Spoon of death and deliciousness

Here is a collage of all of the marvelous food I've had since arriving in Texas. Cherry beer, Taco Bell, guacamole, salsa, cucumber salad, zucchini lasagna made from plants in our backyard, more cherry beer...

I am happy to be back for a short time.

Blogged while finishing the last of the cherry beer,


I have to give props to my little brother. For weeks I have been wanting to create a new blog header, and I finally decided today was the day to do it. So I dragged Jack painstakingly off of Diablo III, shoved my iPhone into his hands, and commanded him to take pictures of me while I posed in a new dress, all for the intention of creating some new ridiculous self photoshoot for my blog. He is such a good sport.

Here are some shots from the shoot-- and by that I mean all of the shots. There were four. Then he gave up and went back inside to Diablo.

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