April 22?? That's the last blog post, heck I better do something QUICKSMART or I am going to loose my dozens of fans....
I actually have approximately a bazzillion photos at home but in an effort to get a post up I'm using iphone pictures only today....its been really really busy friends.
First - WOAH. The tulips this year were lovely, though late. I broke with tradition and actually went twice. Once with Tadpole and his Mom who was on vacay - and then again the other weekend with Mr Big, Ronnie and Tadpole. What a terrifically fun day! First we went and picked up Ronnie and Tadpole. Sadly the pickup took alot longer than expected because 1. It was the first dry, sunshiney day in a long long time 2. The tulip fest is very popular 3. The whole of King County decided to go. What usually is about 30 minutes turned into 1 and a half hours. But we are fortunate. We have great friends. They know we hate traffic. And they have alcohol....yes yes yes - I know its not seemly to drink at 1 in the afternoon. But when Tadpole thrusted a frosty gin and lemonade into my hand as we landed at Castle Marks (it was disguised as a 7UP bottle)...I did not shoo him away. Neigh dear reader, I chugged that adult beverage like a woman without a drink in the Sahara desert. Needless to say this put Feefee is a fluffier mood almost immediately, perfect for driving around in the Gleemobile looking at flowers...note evidence of fluffy mood in the DOUBLE tooth cheesy grin that ensued...
Me and my sweetie
Me and Tadpole at Tulip Town
Me and Ronnie...same place
somehow during the tuliptown hilarity (a native American Indian gentleman yelling "move it Paki" to an Indian gentleman taking photos of his family in the fields.....Ron grasping tulips between his teeth....Tadpole LAYING DOWN in the fields (photo on the camera,,,I will publish at a later date)....and many more fun things to numerous to mention)....Mr Big was accused of being a hater. Of Kites. By Tad and Ron. Course he couldn't be labelled as such and went missing for 15 minutes. Upon his return...
I think in this picture he is shrieking "I'M NOT A KITE HATER"
I believe you darling. You love kites.
Can you guess the next stop?
Kite flying...at Padilla Beach (via the gas station to pick up boxed wine)
Soon after these beauties got airborne they got into a weird spiral dance whizzing around each other to the point of almost crashing...15 minutes of untangling and they were free to fly again. Gary, though possessing the brute strength of 17 men somehow could not hold onto the reel and his newly purchase kite sailed off into the bay....thank you Tadpole for ruining your new shoes and rescuing said kite.
The day culminated with a trip to the corner for the worlds greatest wingsies. Good times.
Fast forward to last Friday night. I am so fortunate to have married a man with an incredible family. Its not often that you can have in-laws like I do...and this past Friday we got together to celebrate 25 years of marriage for Mike and Teresa. It was beautifully organized by my other sister in law Mindy and a complete surprise for Mike and Teresa...they even had their original wedding video (long since lost and rediscovered in a friends basement). It was spesh. I don't know why but I was being really silly that evening and took lots of bad pictures...here is a speckling...
This one is kind of like a Seurat Painting
Its me and Mindaroo.
I interrupted a convo Teresa was having with another guest to snap this award winning photo
and here are three lovelies - Teresas daughter Mackenzie (isnt she beautiful), Gary's brother Dan (love him) and one of my top 10, Miss Evelyn.
Evelyn really fancied a bloody mary. She's 85. She deserves a bloody mary. We ordered one for her and it came cram packed full of all manner of veggies including celery and green beans. Only trouble is it was in an ENORMOUS glass, challenging for anyone to lift. As soon as she lifted it to take a sip a green bean did a triple flip out of the glass and onto the floor. Fortunately Evelyn, like many of us is a 30 second person - here she is wiping off her bean...
Waste not, want not.
Saturday was spent watching 12 hours of footage of William and Kate's wedding. So sweet. Then a surprise visit from Mr Tadpole...we went to the garden center (yes, in Santa's little helper t-shirt) - I look so comfortable behind the trolley and its because, I am. I love me some Lowes time
to purchase a vine for the trellis and found an INcredible clematis
and...A WONDERFUL SEEDARIUM for hungry birds
course we have all been on high alert for feasting birds. It was very fun to do the following:
Me: Honey - did you see the bird on the feeder
Mr Big: Dang it, I missed it - what kind of bird was it?
Me: A bald eagle
Mr Big: Huh?
I'm so glad he gets me.
oh, and just to brighten your day...look who brightened mine yesterday. None other than Mr Ollie. Love you Ollie




