Hats, hats hats. Hats, hats, hats. Hats, hats, hats, hats, hats....sing that to the tune of Jingle Bells. That is how every subject is ended on Elmo's World and we have a segment on hats so these pictures make me sing hats, hats, hats. Hats, hats, hats.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
memorial day 2009
We spent a day over Memorial Weekend at Lake Byllesby in Cannon Falls. We met up with my family - Grandma and Grandpa Schwake, Auntie Jennifer, Uncle Chris, and Uncle Ben & Aunt Angie. It was wonderful to have such nice weather - it was perfect. I've uploaded a bunch 0f pictures but they all are overexposed :-( I was trying to be creative and it didn't work out. It's hard taking pictures outside because I can't view them in the viewfinder when it's really bright out to see if they turned out like crap or not.
Hats, hats hats. Hats, hats, hats. Hats, hats, hats, hats, hats....sing that to the tune of Jingle Bells. That is how every subject is ended on Elmo's World and we have a segment on hats so these pictures make me sing hats, hats, hats. Hats, hats, hats.

Hats, hats hats. Hats, hats, hats. Hats, hats, hats, hats, hats....sing that to the tune of Jingle Bells. That is how every subject is ended on Elmo's World and we have a segment on hats so these pictures make me sing hats, hats, hats. Hats, hats, hats.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
something to make you laugh
We came across this today as we were walking back to our car from the St. Paul Farmers Market. Apparently someone was VERY concerned that their 1985 Crown Victoria was going to get stolen. I found it so amusing that I had to walk to the car and get my camera just to take a picture. It was almost as good as when we saw a golf cart down in FL parked at Target with The Club on it.
Stay tuned for some Memorial Weekend pictures coming tomorrow.

Stay tuned for some Memorial Weekend pictures coming tomorrow.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
i scream, you scream...
We all scream for ice cream! I'm not a huge fan of ice cream. I mean I like it but I can definitely go without so ice cream isn't a huge staple in our household. Plus, I have to watch the girlish figure, you know. Meredith eats ice cream with Grandma Schwake all the time though. During the summer, they go to Culver's all the time so she has been feasting on ice cream since she was a wee one last summer.


I thought it would be a nice treat to have some at home (of course I picked the WRONG flavor for Daddy) so I thought some chocolate ice cream sounded good. When I was cleaning up after dinner, I told Meredith that we were going to have ice cream cones. She about flipped out wanting one right then and now. She threw a mini-fit about it unless I stopped everything to get her that ice cream cone. I think she thoroughly enjoyed it though.

Sunday, May 10, 2009
mothers day 2009
Well folks, I finally made it home and am happy to say that my feet will be firmly planted on the ground for three whole months. I just got back from Portland on Friday and little later than expected but home nonetheless. It was one of those flights where we backed up from the gate and the pilot comes on and says a 'light' is on so they had to call the mechanics. Turns out the engine was (and I quote here) "broken" so we had to pull the plane back into the gate and they didn't know whether to cancel the flight or fly in a part from Seattle. We all got off the plane and formed a line at the check-in desk to be rerouted on to different flights. After about two hours, they suddenly said they had it fixed - Viola! So, most of us got back on the plane and made it in a few hours late.
I have so many stories to share from my week in Portland, I don't even know where to begin. The weather was beautiful when I arrived and I had an awesome view of Mt. St. Helens and Mt. Hood from my hotel balcony. It was beautiful for three days and then it rained for four days in a row. I spent Saturday afternoon at Portland's Saturday Market. It was very neat and I could have spent a lot of money there. I ended up buying a handmade fleece coat with puppy dogs on it for Meredith.
Part of my job involves hiring temporary staff to help in registration, watch meeting rooms, etc. Well, I had no idea if one of my workers was a man or woman. The name was Sharra leading me to believe that it was a woman but I just didn't know for two whole days. This person had a buzz cut, voice that could go either way, a body that looked like It's Pat (an old SNL skit from around 1990). On the last day of the event, she (yes she!) was talking about how she was in the ladies room and another woman in there pointed her in the direction of the mens room across the hall. I couldn't even imagine! She was joking about it and was saying she had to get lifters for her boobs. I'm sure she's well aware that she looks like a man - thus the reason why she was joking about it. I was just glad the gender mystery was solved because I accidentally referred to her as a 'she' in front of her before I knew she was a she and I would have been mortified if she turned out to be a he.
Some may think I'm a bitch for this but I was in Starbucks one morning and there was a man in there with his miniature pinscher. I went up to the counter and asked if they allowed animals in the store. They said only service animals and I kind of snorted and said that I really didn't think that this man had a service animal. They proceeded to go over to him and ask him to take the dog out. I just don't understand why some owners of lap dogs think they can take their animals in wherever they want - especially in an establishment that serves food. That's just gross. There was a mall across the street from my hotel that had a sign saying that dogs were not allowed there except for people bringing them into portrait studios (and service animals of course).
I had a great Mother's Day. Thanks Greg and Meredith for the great gifts.
We played around.


Some kitty lovin'. This is odd because whenever Tabitha comes anywhere near her coloring book, she has a fit but she was just dishing out the kisses today.
I have so many stories to share from my week in Portland, I don't even know where to begin. The weather was beautiful when I arrived and I had an awesome view of Mt. St. Helens and Mt. Hood from my hotel balcony. It was beautiful for three days and then it rained for four days in a row. I spent Saturday afternoon at Portland's Saturday Market. It was very neat and I could have spent a lot of money there. I ended up buying a handmade fleece coat with puppy dogs on it for Meredith.
Part of my job involves hiring temporary staff to help in registration, watch meeting rooms, etc. Well, I had no idea if one of my workers was a man or woman. The name was Sharra leading me to believe that it was a woman but I just didn't know for two whole days. This person had a buzz cut, voice that could go either way, a body that looked like It's Pat (an old SNL skit from around 1990). On the last day of the event, she (yes she!) was talking about how she was in the ladies room and another woman in there pointed her in the direction of the mens room across the hall. I couldn't even imagine! She was joking about it and was saying she had to get lifters for her boobs. I'm sure she's well aware that she looks like a man - thus the reason why she was joking about it. I was just glad the gender mystery was solved because I accidentally referred to her as a 'she' in front of her before I knew she was a she and I would have been mortified if she turned out to be a he.
Some may think I'm a bitch for this but I was in Starbucks one morning and there was a man in there with his miniature pinscher. I went up to the counter and asked if they allowed animals in the store. They said only service animals and I kind of snorted and said that I really didn't think that this man had a service animal. They proceeded to go over to him and ask him to take the dog out. I just don't understand why some owners of lap dogs think they can take their animals in wherever they want - especially in an establishment that serves food. That's just gross. There was a mall across the street from my hotel that had a sign saying that dogs were not allowed there except for people bringing them into portrait studios (and service animals of course).
I had a great Mother's Day. Thanks Greg and Meredith for the great gifts.
Some kitty lovin'. This is odd because whenever Tabitha comes anywhere near her coloring book, she has a fit but she was just dishing out the kisses today.
pizza hut
Really? Seriously Pizza Hut - get your act together! I went online to order the Panormous because it was such a good deal ($10.99). It said that it can not process my order for delivery for whatever reason - as if I live out in BFE or something. I proceeded to call in my order and asked for it to be half pepperoni and half cheese. 45 minute later, Curtis comes knocking on my door with this:
I thought the Panormous was supposed to look like this:

So, thinking there was some mistake because the Panormous is supposed to be two square shaped pizzas in one box, Curtis leaves the other two pizzas with me and says he will go back and get the right pizzas. Five minutes later, he calls me and says he just checked and they just put them in different boxes and asked me if everything was okay. I said "Sure Curtis - it's just fine".
I guess it will be a while before I try Pizza Hut again. At least it was hot and fresh.
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