Posts Tagged Thursday
May your Christmas be merry & bright! Take the time to look at lights in your neighborhood. Gather the roommates, kids, or other pajamas clad individuals (that you know) & drive through some colorful & sparkly streets. Take cocoa, popcorn, something & jam to your holiday music. Its a good, good, thing.
All others might just want a pretty bird to look at, so here’s to being ready for the annual bird toast!
This last weekend I went a traveling (more details next week) & visited two towns not pronounced the way they are spelled. I was mocked for my pronunciation difficulties by my Dear family. Four places in Texas I know are said different than spelled.
Mexia or Mahayah?
Boerne or Bernie?
Buda or Boodah?
Gruene or Green?
All are pronounced the second way but spelled the first way. Where have you traveled that was a speaking nightmare?
I’ll end this with a joke. Two men are driving to South Texas. They start to argue about how to pronounce Mexia. One swore it was Mexia & the other swore it was Mahayah. They stopped for lunch at the local DQ for lunch. Exasperated, one of the men turns & looks at the waitress. He tells her to tell that fool how you pronounce the name of this place! She turns, looks, and lowers her head to his and says real slowly, “it’s called dare-ee queeen.”
…were walking through the forest
I love that movie. Favorite Disney film of all time. Of. All. Time. While it has only an influence on my topic tonight, it has a habit of being stuck in my head. What subject matter? Archery of course!
My newest Groupon adventure took my dad & I to Plano to the Texas Archery Academy
A nonprofit place, they take donations when you break their arrows (my dad found out the hard way) & allow TAC members to shoot at a pretty discounted rate. Not overly expensive to start with, they allow you to shoot 6 arrows, your choice of bow (compound or long) and after a quick lesson, 2 hour free shoot.
My father, while starting in a spree of beginner’s luck, lost to my superior skills, er, extra arrows.
But so fun & I pretended to be Robina hood. 🙂
But is better off with Patience!
My friend & I tried somewhere new last week. While I wish I had chosen a better day for me (blood donors can not drink for 24 hours!) I still enjoyed the experience.
Groupon as I have said before makes me so happy. There was awhile back a Groupon for paint n sip in my town, so naturally I had to buy it! It was a twofer special & I knew exactly which friend I wanted to bring. Our schedules were at odds until the last day possible (pretty much the story of my life) & so the date was set for a Tuesday. I had sangria chilling & visions of blue paint daubs floating overhead that morning. Then I donated blood, which I do not regret but wish I had thought through, and the chilled bottle of sangria flew out of the figurative window. So did my boxing workout sadly enough. (Another Thursday post there.)
We went to our painting studio snugly tucked down one of our many one way streets. The owner & shop namesake Patience, introduced herself & let us choose our work stations. If you have never attended a paint n drink place (e.g. G’nosh, Painting with a Twist, Tipsy Doodles etc) let me give a brief sketch of the layout: You pay for a two-three hour class that includes paint, smock, canvas, tutelage, brushes & bottle opener. They then show you step by step how to achieve something you can hang with pride & joy & happy tree-lessness. While your teacher is not guaranteed to have a qualifying fro, they will be able to help you succeed. Plus, the more you drink, the awesomer you are!
Patience taught us how to make our seas roll in & our beach chairs bright while her husband got us fresh rinsing chairs & more paint.
An enjoyable session & it had my friend thinking of ladies night dé arte in the near future. If you think this would be great fun for you & your friends, I suggest you look for paint n sips near you!
Well, okay, not that old.
But I’m starting to feel older as my gifting purposes change for just birthdays & holidays -> birthdays, holidays & graduations -> weddings & holidays -> weddings, holidays, babies & funerals. I guess the normal transition of life events but still, making me feel older. Yes, I buy funeral gifts, normally just a hand written note & ivy (they’re hard to kill & thus excellent funeral plants).
But today we’re focusing on the most expensive gifting season; wedding season. Merciful heavens, I want to get married! Look at all the stuff they get!
Registries: Bane of my existence. If you register at some ridiculously priced facility, or some 1 store in Texas place prepare to not get anything on your list. I am not driving 239 mi to the nearest branch of a store to find out you really want those diamond encrusted lobster tongs. You’re getting something practical or if I decide that practicals too much of a stretch for you, then you’re getting cash. I’ll even be nice & give it to you before you take that two week honeymoon backpacking, er, first class trip to French wineries. Be kind to your guests, we’re trying to celebrate your wedding not take out a small loan for those tongs… & remember to repay the favor when those poor single ladies get hitched, just because you now have 5 kids in braces when we stroll down the aisle does not mean you can reuse some cobwebbed gift we gave you alllll those years ago.
If you choose to wear heels like this to weddings, friends, bring shoes like this for the drive to & fro!
Your feet with thank you.
No wedding is complete without a few hitches (I’m so punnerific!). All jokes aside, a few necessities should be crammed in that ridiculously small clutch that looks so Fab with that dress:
I’d also include a tide stick (mini would be good), oil blot sheets, a car key (leave the rest in a stored spot), a cellphone, & an id. Who knows if the bartender believes you’re really 28 ½ & legal? (Snag him ladies, he’s a keeper!)
Lastly to have a fun, safe wedding, drink less than you think you should, eat the not super sugared food, & most of all avoid the relative or two who pokes your belly or glares at your empty left hand & asks when are you going to finally grow up & be a successful life entity.
I’m off to another wedding this weekend, & I’m pretty prepared. But if you’re getting married look out for birdseed, I have a great sneak attack.
(That’s me on the left, bulls eye!)