Randomly throughout the year I take photos of various things that don't make it to a blog post. And here they are. I've decided to make this a yearly tradition before I switch the photos over to our backup hard drive.
I intended to post this long ago, but my MIL sent us
The Big Bang Theory t-shirts to kick off the new season (in September, I believe?). I was just starting to really show and was definitely sucking in the gut in this photo. Hah.
There's a running joke at Ray's company about llama poop. I won't go into detail, but Ray ordered a llama cookie cutter long ago and we finally got around to making cookies for a presentation he had last month. Also, back in Los Angeles, Ray started a small company called Lunch Llama to serve the needs of Los Angeles Air Force Base where he was stationed after USAFA. They had little parking and few food options... and therefore decided they needed a lunch ordering/delivery service and that was the name. So much llama in our lives.
Ray enjoying his birthday freebie Red Robin Whiskey River burger. I get this as veggie and it's seriously the best burger setup
ever. Ever.
My brother recently married a girl from the Ukraine and they sent us a package of chocolates and this lovely Matryoshka doll (right). It now sits with African man (from when Ray climbed Kilimanjaro after college) and the pot from Mexico (Ray also acquired during business in South Padre Island and crossed over into Mexico for dinner one evening. You know, before you'd get shot up for considering). And all that sits on the wooden chest that's been in my family for years. It's a fragile thing and I will consider shanking someone if they dare sit on it or place a cold drink.
Our friend Jenny dropped by some
incredible, homemade chocolate croissants a couple months ago. She then told me that these (local) French nuns make a pretty mean croissant and to search for them at the farmer's market. I found the nuns at a local flea market and split one of these lovelies with my friend Liz.
Here we are at the flea market back in November. Alli, myself, and Liz after eating delicious bites of chocolate croissant. Random photo opp as there is a buried dude in the ground?! We were equally confused but found it funny enough to snap a photo with.
My husband brought home some lovely flowers in October that I don't believe I shared. Maybe I did?
We made some red-velvet whoopie pies and decided they are far too sweet for our liking. I'm not much of a baker as I've said before. I continue to stand behind this theory. I can never get it quite right. The butter being the right temperature, the rigidness of the ingredients and powders... I just prefer to buy my baked goods or indulge in some made by friends who have far greater a talent than myself.
Pictures of South Padre Island and our trip coming soon!
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