New Jersey has the largest hot air balloon festival in North America. About 125 hot air balloons were blown up and released in this weekend's festival.
Spiderpig showed up... And shark week was kicked off, too.
There were other knicknacks on the side as well.
Champagne is the traditional beverage of balloonists. Apparently, when ballooning was invented in the 1700s in France, they would accidentally land in farmer's fields. The farmers, unhappy about balloonists landing in their crops, would come after them with pitchforks. If a balloonist brought champagne as a peace offering, the farmer was not quite as upset about the landing.
Joker - waterproof cards are wonderful. We played kings, with different rules like swim across the pool, or handstands, etc. A great break from the heat.
Remember the wine tour? Remember the wine awards? Well, part of the Garden State Wine Grower's ociation's award for completing the passport, I received a set of crystal glasses. Excellent!
And on top of it all, Cupcake sent me a T-shirt. A week of wins.
AssAnd last! Hypothetical situation catchups. You have bought a new ship and discover a new land. What do you name the ship and the land that you discover? If there are villagers on the land, what will you call them? Written by guest editors Nate, Cam, and Tom.
Here's a spooky summer tale, with pictures, but no plot, no fact based evidence, and no storyline, so don't get too excited.
Grab some popcorn, go to the bathroom if you're well behaved, and get your flashlight. You know how those popup thunderstorms roll in as soon as someone says Boogieman. Boogieman. Good ways to guarantee rainfall are to (a) plan a barbeque or (b) start telling spooky stories about dark & stormy nights.
One recent hot summer evening we asked Steve to take us on a tour of the woods. Little did we know, it would end up a tour of witches.
"Back there is the witches' pub," Steve said, "So snag a brew before we leave for this journey." Perhaps the scariest thought of all was being brew-less.
Armed with beer and mosquito repellent, we went forward. Unfortunately, Witches Repellent is not sold in these parts.
"Right here is a Witch's golf ball," Steve said.
It started to get dark. We stumbled upon the lakeside retreat - the weekend getaway for Witches. They have Witch Stitch & Bitch club meetings here. If you're not a witch and are caught here, they skin you and use your hair as yarn. Yikes.
Suddenly, jaws showed up.
And that's all we know. The end. Worst story ever.
Happy Birthday to MM! Well, a few days late. We will have an online scrabble fiesta soon.
Hypothetical situation of last week: You put on the Harry Potter sorting hat. Does it put you in house A, B, C, or D? (Answers were revealed later, after you picked your house. They are published, so make sure you pick a letter before reading this).
Next, Miss Yarn Liker sewed a sweater on the Mister Roger's statue in Pittsburgh. (Ma sent this to me after she saw it in person - haha!). Quite entertaining.
Love Troegs. And summertime is only official when Sunshine Pils is being devoured. Last summer at Rambo's wedding there was a keg of this delicacy. Last weekend it was poolside. Jonaid's underwater camera enabled this shot. I'm jealous of myself circa last week.
I was inspired by this here. It's a letter that is stitched instead of written. Unfortunately, due to poor planning (read: no time for shipping) and a tight budget, I decided to put together my own kit. JoAnn fabrics didn't have much of a canvas that resembled notebook paper. After about thirty minutes of searching, I found a blue-lined fabric in the baby section. I sewed the pink "margin" and voila.
Embroidery is a painstaking process that I am horrendous at. The words are legible, albeit barely. It was for Chloe's birthday. Next year perhaps I'll attempt "graph paper" and send her some y=x.
It was a crafty night though. I also used some water colors for the cupcake - didn't even paint by numbers! Not bad, considering my most recent art class was roughly in seventh grade. Also, very stress relieving. After finishing this I was so proud of myself I forgot entirely about my long day.
Mmmm... 7-11 Appreciation Day. To top it off, it was 96 degrees today. Perfect.
[pic] JLo and the epic-sized Slurpee. Super Brain Freeze.
Hypothetical Situation of Last Week: Of course, you are a world renowned chef. Streets are lined with those excited to eat at your establishment. Your specialty is something you canactuallycurrently make very well. It doesn’t have to be fancy. People like it anyway.
For example, Alex may have Breakfast du Jour – Frosted Flakes tamed with 2% milk, served with a spoon. Or, me – colorful, sugary gummi bears drizzled with tequila, aged overnight in Tupperware, a decadent barbeque treat.
While the boyfriend was grilling up some mesquite chicken tonight, I was thinking about this play-on-words (likely not the first person to come up with this, either). I realized I'm excited to throw a BarbieQ BBQ someday, maybe as a themed party for a girl. I'll have to put this idea on hold for ten years or so until I have kids of my own.
Mmmm. I do love BBQ though. So tasty. We even put a little of the mesquite sauce in the side of white rice + peppers. Worked out deliciously.
Since we're on the princess theme, this week's hypothetical situation: Celebrity deathmatch - pick the victorette: Snow White, Cinderella, Jasmine, Ariel?