all good things come to an end...except they don't.
sarah and kyle also gave me a new cookbook with lots of yummy looking recipes. kyle became determined to make a number of them and so we found ourselves back at the grocery store. this is when we noticed an custom particular to sooke. it's called the hood picnic. there were these guys just haning out in the grocery store eating their sandwiches on the hood of their truck. sarah and i were making fun of them, "oh we're the coolest people here. we're having a hood picnic." we'd say in our dumb man voice. kyle defended them. "they're just on their break" he said. when we were leaving the store they were going to another car with their food. "oh, it's my turn to host the picnic" we said in our dumb guy voice and laughed to ourselves. then we went to the grocery store on the other side of the road and saw another man and his dog having a lone hood picnic. kyle said dad would totally do that and that it was totally typical of dad. we have never known dad to host his own hood picnic. have a picnic inside a vehicle--sure. maybe be hosted by a lone man and his dog as he charmed them into an insurance policy, a vibrating exercise machine, a loaf of bread, some trophies, an atm, some swamp water, some fine brushes, or what have you. but he has not been known, in our extensive knowledge to host a hood picnic himself.
no skirt steak seen in these here parts! drawled the second butcher to me. so kyle picked out some sirloin tips. and we made charred chimchurri sauce...we did run into a few difficulties in that sarah and kyle were currently blenderless. so they just popped over to a friend from their branch and used their blender to blend up our marvelous chimchurri sauce. kyle fried the steaks. there was a tense moment when some of the steaks were a little blackened and sloan's sleep over friend kept on and on about the smoke which really irked kyle who was attempting to scrape off some of the charrings. but in the end? so delish. we were up so late. eating. because after the steaks we made and ate deep fried shrimp in their deep fryer. we played unstable unicorns too.
kyle made peanut butter dutch baby with caramelized bananas for breakfast on sloan's birthday. then we went down town to exchange some things, and i bought a thin gold delicatos ring and we bought belts from a thrift store to make leather cuffs with for sloan's birthday activity. and we got vietnamese food. and we all made ourselves a leather cuff. at first i was reluctant. i thought i would just watch and help others. but then i got really into it. making things is fun. sarah and i each used part of this soft brown suede belt that had long leather ties. fun! so much more cuff making can happen! the possibilities are endless! even huxley 'made' one but he promptly took it off when it was done and threw it down the stairs.
we watched venom. it was disturbing and funny at the same time. sloan fell deep asleep during it. no one ate the cheesecake. sarah kyle and i played ticket to ride and i won! it's my year of the games!
the next morning kyle was making his last item from my cook book. i forget what it's called but it's made with biscuit dough and cheese and apple and sausage and a bundt cake pan and it's soo yummy. after breakfast i started packing and ordering all my things. sarah started getting ready. my last act of my visit was basically to do a lover's photo shoot of sarah and kyle in their bedroom with the great wall and the great bed and pillows. i used my new soft box light. first i took a pic of sloan and sarah because he wanted it. then we locked ourselves in their room and didn't let anyone in. it was fun. we had mood music and sometimes there was dancing and other times i yelled really aggressively at them "KISS!!". sign of a great photog, y'all. i don't say y'all but i made an exception here. as soon as i started taking pictures i got so hot. this always happens to me. i burn up. at one point i opened their bedroom window and groaned loadly as i let the cool air wash over me. we left it open for a while but it was raining pretty hard and we had to put a towel down. anyways, the lover's shoot was fun. want a lover's shoot? let me know y'all! i guess my lover's shoot photog persona does indeed say y'all. just to be clear this wasn't a boudoir shoot. sarah and kyle will not have a blown up boudoir photo framed on their dresser ala tracy's mom...at least if they do, i didn't take it, ok.
after the shoot we did some shots of sarah outside in her new and fabulous furry hood and then i loaded up sahib and sarah and kyle brought me a heap of food to take with me and i left.
next i stopped at amy and dan's. amidan, i like to say. i gave them their present which was a SMOKING GUN. i'm so excited about it. i want a smoking gun myself. but i don't really cook at home so...anyways i'm ready to enjoy it through them. they gave me a bag of goodies, chief of which was an amy famous santa oyster shell which i've wanted for many a year, a wire wrapped sea glass and a leather braided bracelet made by dan. i hung out with them for a while and we watched the end of a movie they were watching...i can't remember it right now... and we chatted and we ate yummy artichoke dip and chips and solstice had an impossibly plushy tail... and it was time to go. and so i did, and i caught the 7pm ferry. i was so tired on the ferry that i barely could keep my eyes open. in fact i kept finding them closed.
when i got home i found izzy and several decapitated wise men, a far flung star, a face down shepherd, and runaway sheep and donkey... the lights were unplugged and partially off. at first i thought it was izzy. maybe she got tangled in the lights... and it knocked off the wise men etc. but now i wonder. i see that the plug where the lights were plugged in, is burnt in both outlets and the heater plug is also burnt...so this is what i think happened: judy was worried it was too cold for izzy and left the heater plugged in--which you shouldn't do--and came back to find it burning the socket and unplugged them both in a panic and knocked down my nativity set and left it for izzy to take the blame. now...i'm not sure if that is what happened, but i feel it's weird that the plugs are burned and it's not like izzy can plug and unplug things if you know what i mean. i'm just glad that i had a house to come back home to. if i have 2 less wise men, so be it. the one that's left can represent the others next year.
no skirt steak seen in these here parts! drawled the second butcher to me. so kyle picked out some sirloin tips. and we made charred chimchurri sauce...we did run into a few difficulties in that sarah and kyle were currently blenderless. so they just popped over to a friend from their branch and used their blender to blend up our marvelous chimchurri sauce. kyle fried the steaks. there was a tense moment when some of the steaks were a little blackened and sloan's sleep over friend kept on and on about the smoke which really irked kyle who was attempting to scrape off some of the charrings. but in the end? so delish. we were up so late. eating. because after the steaks we made and ate deep fried shrimp in their deep fryer. we played unstable unicorns too.
kyle made peanut butter dutch baby with caramelized bananas for breakfast on sloan's birthday. then we went down town to exchange some things, and i bought a thin gold delicatos ring and we bought belts from a thrift store to make leather cuffs with for sloan's birthday activity. and we got vietnamese food. and we all made ourselves a leather cuff. at first i was reluctant. i thought i would just watch and help others. but then i got really into it. making things is fun. sarah and i each used part of this soft brown suede belt that had long leather ties. fun! so much more cuff making can happen! the possibilities are endless! even huxley 'made' one but he promptly took it off when it was done and threw it down the stairs.
we watched venom. it was disturbing and funny at the same time. sloan fell deep asleep during it. no one ate the cheesecake. sarah kyle and i played ticket to ride and i won! it's my year of the games!
the next morning kyle was making his last item from my cook book. i forget what it's called but it's made with biscuit dough and cheese and apple and sausage and a bundt cake pan and it's soo yummy. after breakfast i started packing and ordering all my things. sarah started getting ready. my last act of my visit was basically to do a lover's photo shoot of sarah and kyle in their bedroom with the great wall and the great bed and pillows. i used my new soft box light. first i took a pic of sloan and sarah because he wanted it. then we locked ourselves in their room and didn't let anyone in. it was fun. we had mood music and sometimes there was dancing and other times i yelled really aggressively at them "KISS!!". sign of a great photog, y'all. i don't say y'all but i made an exception here. as soon as i started taking pictures i got so hot. this always happens to me. i burn up. at one point i opened their bedroom window and groaned loadly as i let the cool air wash over me. we left it open for a while but it was raining pretty hard and we had to put a towel down. anyways, the lover's shoot was fun. want a lover's shoot? let me know y'all! i guess my lover's shoot photog persona does indeed say y'all. just to be clear this wasn't a boudoir shoot. sarah and kyle will not have a blown up boudoir photo framed on their dresser ala tracy's mom...at least if they do, i didn't take it, ok.
after the shoot we did some shots of sarah outside in her new and fabulous furry hood and then i loaded up sahib and sarah and kyle brought me a heap of food to take with me and i left.
next i stopped at amy and dan's. amidan, i like to say. i gave them their present which was a SMOKING GUN. i'm so excited about it. i want a smoking gun myself. but i don't really cook at home so...anyways i'm ready to enjoy it through them. they gave me a bag of goodies, chief of which was an amy famous santa oyster shell which i've wanted for many a year, a wire wrapped sea glass and a leather braided bracelet made by dan. i hung out with them for a while and we watched the end of a movie they were watching...i can't remember it right now... and we chatted and we ate yummy artichoke dip and chips and solstice had an impossibly plushy tail... and it was time to go. and so i did, and i caught the 7pm ferry. i was so tired on the ferry that i barely could keep my eyes open. in fact i kept finding them closed.
when i got home i found izzy and several decapitated wise men, a far flung star, a face down shepherd, and runaway sheep and donkey... the lights were unplugged and partially off. at first i thought it was izzy. maybe she got tangled in the lights... and it knocked off the wise men etc. but now i wonder. i see that the plug where the lights were plugged in, is burnt in both outlets and the heater plug is also burnt...so this is what i think happened: judy was worried it was too cold for izzy and left the heater plugged in--which you shouldn't do--and came back to find it burning the socket and unplugged them both in a panic and knocked down my nativity set and left it for izzy to take the blame. now...i'm not sure if that is what happened, but i feel it's weird that the plugs are burned and it's not like izzy can plug and unplug things if you know what i mean. i'm just glad that i had a house to come back home to. if i have 2 less wise men, so be it. the one that's left can represent the others next year.
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