Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Huh? This is my favorite thing about going to Outback Steakhouse! (Although this photo does it no justice.) In general I think I'm a pretty healthy eater, so imagine my surprise when I ran across this bit of information. Good thing I only go there once in a while. And Giancarlo and I do share them.
Other items on this list of the Top 20 Worst Foods in America?
#20: McDonald's Chicken Selects Premium Breast Strips. 830 calories
#16: Chipotle Mexican Grill Chicken Burrito: 1, 170 calories
#13: Taco Bell's On the Border Grande Taco Salad with Taco Beef: 1,450 calories
#2: Chili's Awesome Blossom. 2,710 calories
Thank God it didn't say anything about double cheese burgers with large fries from Carl's Jr., or Panda's Orange Chicken, or Olive Garden's Steak and Gorgonzola Fettucine, or Mimi's Cafe's Black and Bleu Chicken Quesadilla, or Baja Fresh's Baja Steak Burrito, or BJ's Pizookies, or Pizza Hut Supreme Pizza, or an extra large movie popcorn with unlimited refills or the Sourdough Jack!
Friday, November 23, 2007
The infamous in-laws from the handkerchief generation. God love 'em.
These are two of the cousins from Maztalan that I haven't really gotten to know very well yet. Jeni (short for Irene in Spanish--who knew?) and Jorge. Ah, Jorge. Doesn't he looks like a young Carlos Solis from Desperate Housewives?
Of course, we had turkey (two of them, actually)
and my favorite this year---the Honey Baked Ham! Talk about a party in your mouth!
And I made the mashed potatoes
The next generation is growing. This is Evan, Diego's cousin.
Speaking of the next generation, here's a photo of my grandson, Elijah.
And here's a photo of Amelia's skinny six-pack tummy. Nothing to do with the upcoming generation.
I told Amelia to kiss her sister and act like they loved each other. So they did. Act like they love each other.
Isabella and Diego enjoyed the Thanksgiving cupcake turkey with ten inches of frosting on top more than anyone.
The two and three year old cousins had a wild, rambunctious time! Diego was having so much fun his head was soaking wet with perspiration.
And, to end the evening's festivities, some of us gathered in the living room to enjoy Jorge's musical stylings, joined by Ely, singing Mexican songs at the top of her lungs. This was before the tequila shots began.
This was a couple shots into the songs.
At this point, many of us, including her daughters, expected clothes to come flying off, destruction of property to begin, and other types of disorderly conduct. Not bad for a 70 year old, right? Unfortunately, this didn't happen here.
And this is Ely, exhausted and sloshed, but not too much so to pose with a branch of the artificial tree and a scowl.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
And in case you need to read even more about license plate frames, click here.
By the way, my license plate frame is plain chrome, and it says nothing.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom:
There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.The clothes are fantastic.Here's how to get your butt kicked in elementary school:
Just look at that belt. It's like a boob-job for your pants. He probably needed help just to lift it into place. The belt loops have to be three inches long. And way to pull them up to your armpits, grandpa.
Here's how to get your butt kicked at the beach:
He looks like he's reaching for a gun, but you know it's probably just a bottle of suntan lotion in a holster.
Here's how to get your butt kicked in high school:
This kid looks like he's pretending to be David Soul, who is pretending to be a cop who is pretending to be a pimp that everyone knows is really an undercover cop. Who is pretending to be 15.
Oh wait, it turns out that there are words after all. Those words are What. The. F***? I'm guessing the snap front gives you quick access to the chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.
Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to dress alike. These couples look happy, don't they?
If you look at that picture quickly, it looks like Mr. Bob "No-pants" Saget has his hand in the other guy's pocket. In this case, he doesn't, although you can tell just by looking at them that it's happened - or if it hasn't happened it will. Oh yes. It will. As soon as he puts down his matching coffee cup.
In this next one, Your Search For VALUE ends at Penneys.
And nothing showcases your everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits. That, and a blonde girl with a look on her face that says "I love the way your junk fights against that fabric."
I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in time. I think it's the colors. That said, I will leave you with these tasteful little numbers:
Talent, wit, charm, and good looks----the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, now does it?
In all modesty, I've always said that Amelia is the perfect combination of her mother and me.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
(Yes! That's exactly what I need.)
(The question is: on whom?)
(That so sounds like me. High minded, and classy.)
(Oh, the stories I could tell....)
(Of course I do.)
(Can anyone tell me who The Man is?)
(Sometimes. I do.)
(Don't get me started. . .)
("What is a clinic friend"?)
(Hmm. Sounds taudry.)
(Careful. That one hits too close to home.)
(Don't ask, don't tell.....)
(Okay. . .)
Jason wants to call the whole thing off.
(You mean Christmas?)
Saturday, November 3, 2007
I know. This is highly redneck of me. But it tastes great, less filling, and it gets the job done!
Every single item on the Baja Fresh menu is scrumptious. Every single one.
And of course, cruise ships. I love them. They fascinate me, and I would go on a cruise every month if I could. Some day. . .