In trying to figure out what to wear to my cousin's wedding yesterday, I found myself asking a lot of questions. Is it formal or informal? Inside or out? What's the color scheme? .... and then my mind started to fill with possibilities. And look at the cute idea it conjured!
Wouldn't this make a fun wedding party!?!?
I doubt I'll have 6 brides maids, but I might just have to make a few more girlfriends just in case!
It has been raining like crazy here in Kansas the past few weeks. The rivers are full and rushing. Lawns are growing tall. And mushrooms are popping up everywhere!
I have never seen so many and so many HUGE lawn mushrooms. I was really wanting to eat them. A little olive oil. Lots of garlic. Mmmm. But others warned me not to, so I didn't. (A friend shared this site with me that lets you sort of 'build' your mushroom to figure out what kind you have.)
At least they made for some neat pictures. Wish I had had some miniature gnomes for props.
this one was as big as my size 9
I picked them all carefully and bagged them up before mowing, to find this little golf tee of a mushroom just a few days later.
I have been itching to go camping all summer. One of the things that makes Summer my favorite season. The rain let up just long enough for an impromptu camping trip to my favorite lake.
This place won my heart years ago. I use to spend a good chunk of my Summers here. Bobbing around with a Mike's Hard Lime Slushy, jumping off the tower, tubing, sailing, fishing (ok, watching), exploring, stoking and hanging around the camp fire, making s'mores to perfection, and all with some of my favorite people. So many fond memories.
I was beyond excited to finally return. And for those who weren't able
to join me...I hope these pictures make your heart swell. I was thinking
about you all and hope we can all return here together someday soon.
Five years away was too long. For the most part, it still looks the same and still has the same magic.
The weather was absolutely perfect. Highs in the 80's. Sunshine. The water was warm enough to actually swim and bob around in for as long as we liked. (I say "actually" because I thought it would be cold due to all the rain, but no. Kansas' warm water lakes did not let my cold blood down). The dam was rushing. It was fun exploring and sharing this magical place with newbies.
Check out this crazy centipede!
To top it all off, we were in the perfect spot to view the Perseid Meteor Shower. It was a clear night with the Milky Way visible and everything. We walked up the road just a bit, and laid down right in the road. It was surprisingly comfy. We probably laid there an hour star gazing and talking and laughing.
I don't think I could have asked for a better weekend.
A few years ago, I spotted this gorgeous dready girl in the audience at a Culamity Cubes show. (This is a picture from that night, though I didn't take it. Some friend of a friend later posted it along with some pics of me and my friends dancing.)
Those two factors, 1. she is gorgeous and 2. had dreads, made it impossible for me not to steal peaks at her all night.
Then maybe a year ago I stumbled upon some photos/videos by Wichita Sessions that featured her singing.
Though her dreads were gone, I recognized her immediately as the dready girl from the Cubes show.
Here is a tiny ready-made play list I found and some videos.
It's family reunion weekend which means lots of yummy home cookin'. Even better, GRANDMA's home cookin'!
Earlier this summer, I hitched a ride with a friend (who just happens to have grown up in my grandparent's home town). Spending the weekend with my grandparents usually means walks around the lake with gma, lots of Rummikub, a nap, borderline controversial conversation, and collecting a few more recipes. This weekend had it all.
My grandpa asked me why I don't eat meat. For clarification, (not that anyone probably cares), I do eat meat occasionally. (This is a much longer conversation, so the following are just a few highlights.) I haven't bought meat besides the occasional seafood in years (We're talking groceries here). I explained to him that it is primarily due to health reasons, although environmental reasons also factor in. I don't label myself because I do not completely deprive myself of anything I love. If it tastes great and is good for me, it becomes a staple in my diet. If it tastes good and is good for me, I eat it often. If it tastes great and is not so good for me, it becomes a rare treat. This is where meat falls. Then there's the tastes-ok, but not good for you group. I gave an example of donuts. Hot fresh donuts are amazing, but let them cool, they really aren't that great and they have no real nutritional value. So if it doesn't really taste all that great and is not good for me, why on earth should I put it in my mouth. (Hunger also plays a role, but I'm leaving that out for the example.) For those who love donuts regardless of freshness, this is a bad example...and so it was for them.
Somehow at the end of this conversation, it was decided that we were having biscuits and gravy for dinner. Yes, 'sausage' gravy. I would have been happy to eat it without the sausage, but hey, grandma's cooking. And I LOVE biscuits and gravy. AND she made it special for me.
I miss cooking with her at the farm, but one of the charming things she did there carried over to their little apartment. She tapes up her hand written recipes on the inside of the cabinet doors. Something about it makes me so happy-sad.
2 cups flour
4 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1/3 cup oil
2/3 cup milk
She cooked them in a pan instead of the oven and they turned out perfect.
She put this worn out burner cover thing over the burner and therefore under the pan to prevent it from burning, I guess. Isn't this thing beautiful, what ever it is. I seriously hope it doesn't get thrown away because I would love to hang it on my wall.