Happy weekend, Readers!
Eloise is on weekend three of a Friday night sans the Rolling Rock.
I'm a little wittier when I have a couple. I think so, at least.
This blog could be a sleeper, so I'll start you out with a couple of nighttime photos.
We had some beautiful moonlight nights this week.
Erie's tower sure is pretty in the dark.
Try to stay awake long enough to receive your weekly bowling update.
Now I've got you!
Readers are hooked over the suspense filled
Erie Times News 51st Annual Bowling Tournament.
Maybe they'll stay with me.
Hubby made the cut.
He bowls 17 games this weekend.
He's hoping to beat last year's fifth place finish.
I'm hoping there's a claw machine at the alleys.
Sam set a bowling record of his own last week.
He had a 150 game and made the newspaper.
On to other sports news:
Kenyan ran her marathon in Disney World last Sunday.
She and her group ran through every park,
in what Keyan described as journey.
Congratulations Kenyan, Sandie, Judy, Heather, Adam, Jenny, and Robb!
Kenyan brought home this cool medal,
and these feet to go with it.
No folks, those aren't rubber Halloween horror costume feet.
They are real.
While Kenyan was basking in the sun in Florida.
Sister Eloise was sliding around like Bambi on the ice.
Conditions in Erie aren't always the most conducive to running,
but when we get a break in the weather, we head out to the roads and trails.
I had a nice long one, solo on Sunday and I captured these shots in a nearby park.
The best thing about Erieites is that we are adaptable.
Me and my Homies were back at our Team Adrenaline workouts
and challenging our bodies in any weather conditions.
I continued to challenge my family by trying new foods.
Last week was Mexican Week.
My troops rediscovered their love for authentic Mexican food.
We kicked off the week with a dinner at El Canelo,
Eloise's favorite local Mexican Restaurant.
Sam looked a bit too natural guzzling this (root) beer.
I made homemade tacos, enchiladas, Spanish rice, and fajitas.
All of them were great.
Some dishes called for refried beans.
Doc's been training me too look at labels, so I remembered to do that before I cooked with these.
Thank the Lord I did.
I'm not so sure how that partially hydrogenated lard would look on my @$$.
My children's tastes are changing as a result of me using less sugar in my own diet.
I bought them these Mexican sodas for a treat,
and they could only drink a couple of sips.
They said they were too sweet.
Natalie loves her chips and salsa,
and her beans, unfortunately.
Sunset Peggy from my Other Summer Life, is still on my Sh!t L!st for feeding Natalie three plates of baked beans at a summer picnic. There was about as much farting going on in the Lamp Post this past week to tie Natalie's old Fart Record.
There, I wrote the word fart.
That counts as funny, right?
Maybe not all hope is lost for this blog, after all.
The word fart always is good for a chuckle.
Don't give up on me, Readers.
You've been with me for 281 posts.
I'll have my wit back and will start making public fun of my mother again in a few weeks when I'm done with Doc's Detox and reclaim my Friday Night Fun.
In case I ever get accused of this:
I have never claimed to be Mother of the Year.
This week I had another Epic Fail.
After assuming Natalie's school bus to a neighboring school district was 20 minutes late, I put a call in to the bus garage to inquire if the handicapped van slid off the snow covered road into a ditch.
Eloise was writing the screenplay in her head---
the van driver bleeding from a head gash,
the shivering children,
the blankets I'd bring,
the Lamp Post turned into a First Aid Shelter.
The voice on the other end of the phone said,
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Eloise. There is no school today."
A day off on a Thursday?
Who came up with THAT plan?
Instead, Kenyan came to the rescue.
Natalie got to go to Pittsburgh with Jack for a doctor's appointment.
A special word to Jack--
You get the Unsung Hero Award. I don't mention you enough on this blog, because you are fourteen and in high school and it is just plain not cool to have your Favorite Aunt Eloise gush about you in a public forum--
but YOU DA BOMB!
Thank you for being so nice to Natalie and Erik.
You go above and beyond what you need to do for them,
You go above and beyond what you need to do for them,
just like your cousin Ellen does.
Nicest surprise of the week:
My epic fail morning was remedied by this pick me up I found in my mailbox that same day after school.
Grandma Joyce from Wisconsin sent me these beautiful ornaments.
These aren't getting put away with the Christmas items.
They will be sitting out in the Lamp Post all year long.
The pictures this week are set to It's Time by Imagine Dragons. I found this pinterest pin, and it kind of reminded Eloise of herself a bit. Man, that beach looks nice, too!
Jack really likes this band and he turned me onto them a few months ago. It's Time kind of fits with the whole New Year's Resolution thing---it's time to begin those changes you've been promising yourself.
The coolest thing I found out about Imagine Dragons was about the name of the band itself. In an interview with blogger Jon Chattman, in his May 2, 2012 post, front man Dan Reynolds said this about the band's unusual name:
Who doesn't love a good mystery? I'm going to be working on some anagrams for the name myself--great brain exercise. Join me for some bonus homework: Into what other phrase could you rearrange the letters in Imagine Dragons? I'll let you know what I come up with next week.
I'll also let you know of a great book I've found. Although, if I'm as flat as I am tonight without my Rolling Rock, next week's post may end up being about the Dewey Decimal System instead.
Thanks for hanging with me, Readers. You sure are a loyal bunch.