Yesterday, my friends (Cass and Ellen) invited Karen, my two year old daughter (Briana), my six month old daughter (Bridget) and I over for a cookout. Too bad I suck at cookouts.
We actually ran a little late to the cookout as we made a pit stop at the Walgreens in Quincy. Mental note: do not shop at Walgreens ever again. We stopped at Walgreens as we had earned a couple of their register rewards. The only problem was that those rewards expired yesterday.
Needless to say, the sales associate was adamant that only one coupon/register reward could be used per item even though a few days ago I was able to combine them with a manufacturer's coupon in a different store. Rather than argue, I bought the bare minimum to get rid of the "rewards". But like I said, unless I really have to... I'll never shop at Walgreens again until they change their "rewards" policy.
Anyway, Cass and Ellen's was a great time. Joining in on the shindig were my friends (Marc, Kelley, Garv, Leeann, Andrea) and my BFF (Kerry). Aside from just the silliness and general fun that all of us have together, I think what I found quite interesting was that Cass and Ellen seem to have the same issues that I frequently find myself facing while raising children. So it's good to know that it's not just me.
One of the issues that I personally find when raising children is being social in group settings. All too often, either Karen or I will have the opportunity to be social within a group because the other person most likely is taking care of the children. It's just how it is. So for me, it was good to hear that my turning into a recluse is not uncommon.
Regardless, I had a great time at the cookout hanging out with everyone. It was fun as usual.
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Monday, September 3, 2012
Saturday, June 2, 2012
I Still Suck At Cookouts
On Memorial Day Monday, Karen, my two year old daughter (Briana), my three month old (Bridget) and I were invited to yet another cookout. Now, I still suck at cookouts. My friends (Ron and Trinh) invited us over since it has been a while since we last got together. Plus, it was a way for them to finally see Bridget. Having four kids of their own, Ron and Trinh's schedule has been quite busy.
Also partaking in the festivities were my friends (Garv, Aimee, Bill, and Alex), Aimee's husband (Jim), Aimee's kids, Bill's family and Alex's family. As always, it was a fun time. After all, I like to think of Ron and Trinh's place as my little vacation spa. Everything is always fun there.
I actually spent most of the time, of course, with Briana. When Briana wasn't playing with the slide, or watching the fish, or finding the turtle with the fish, she was... in the pool. Apparently, or maybe by design, Karen did not have any swimming attire for the day. Rather convenient, I know. Thus, I spent a good chunk of time in the pool with Briana, who seems rather fearless when it comes to water. At one point, she wanted to go into the deep end... with me carrying her of course.
By far, the funniest part of the day was when Garv was in the jacuzzi. The incident was just like my bachelor party in Las Vegas. Naturally, what happened there, stays there. But something that we occasionally joke about with Garv is his ear, or more specifically, when he gets water in his ear. When he got water in his ear in Vegas, he spent a good portion of time trying to get the water out. For anyone curious, Garv got water in his ear at the swimming pool in Vegas, and not by any seductive means.
Anyway, Garv has having some fun with some of the kids in the jacuzzi. In a matter of seconds, the kids started dumping pails upon pails over Garv's head. Ron's daughter (Elli) was too cute. She had this devilish grin on her face right before she took a squirt gun and started squirting Garv... directly in his ear. She aimed specifically for his ear. Funny. I was dying laughing. And yes, Garv got water in his ear on Monday.
As a side note, I learned that swimming diapers are only meant to contain poop. It makes perfect sense now that I think about it, but for some reason I thought swimming diapers also held pee. My line of thinking was that a swimming diaper was a full functioning diaper, just made so that kids can swim with them on. I learned this interesting fact while holding Briana and feeling a nice warm drizzle down my leg. Remember to remind me to never go into a public pool ever again.
All in all, I had a blast on Monday. It was a great way to end the long weekend, which I must say went by very quickly. The only downside about Monday was that I may have gotten sick. Oh well.
Also partaking in the festivities were my friends (Garv, Aimee, Bill, and Alex), Aimee's husband (Jim), Aimee's kids, Bill's family and Alex's family. As always, it was a fun time. After all, I like to think of Ron and Trinh's place as my little vacation spa. Everything is always fun there.
I actually spent most of the time, of course, with Briana. When Briana wasn't playing with the slide, or watching the fish, or finding the turtle with the fish, she was... in the pool. Apparently, or maybe by design, Karen did not have any swimming attire for the day. Rather convenient, I know. Thus, I spent a good chunk of time in the pool with Briana, who seems rather fearless when it comes to water. At one point, she wanted to go into the deep end... with me carrying her of course.
By far, the funniest part of the day was when Garv was in the jacuzzi. The incident was just like my bachelor party in Las Vegas. Naturally, what happened there, stays there. But something that we occasionally joke about with Garv is his ear, or more specifically, when he gets water in his ear. When he got water in his ear in Vegas, he spent a good portion of time trying to get the water out. For anyone curious, Garv got water in his ear at the swimming pool in Vegas, and not by any seductive means.
Anyway, Garv has having some fun with some of the kids in the jacuzzi. In a matter of seconds, the kids started dumping pails upon pails over Garv's head. Ron's daughter (Elli) was too cute. She had this devilish grin on her face right before she took a squirt gun and started squirting Garv... directly in his ear. She aimed specifically for his ear. Funny. I was dying laughing. And yes, Garv got water in his ear on Monday.
As a side note, I learned that swimming diapers are only meant to contain poop. It makes perfect sense now that I think about it, but for some reason I thought swimming diapers also held pee. My line of thinking was that a swimming diaper was a full functioning diaper, just made so that kids can swim with them on. I learned this interesting fact while holding Briana and feeling a nice warm drizzle down my leg. Remember to remind me to never go into a public pool ever again.
All in all, I had a blast on Monday. It was a great way to end the long weekend, which I must say went by very quickly. The only downside about Monday was that I may have gotten sick. Oh well.
I Suck At Cookouts
On Sunday, Karen, my two year old daughter (Briana), my three month old daughter (Bridget) and I were invited to a cookout. Now, I suck at cookouts. This particular cookout was hosted by my friends (Cass and Ellen) in Quincy. It was actually good to see them, as I haven't really seen them in quite some time. Joining in on the shindig were my friends (Marc, Kelley, Garv, Leeann, Andrea, Aimee, and Meredith), my BFF (Kerry), Aimee's children, and Meredith's son.
Luckily for Cass, he had finished his backyard project just in time for the cookout. He added a little patio in his yard, apparently with the use of a Dingo (not the dog, but the compact loader). I never heard of a Dingo until Sunday. I think though, I still want a Bobcat for my mechanized fun.
As is commonplace these days, I felt like I really didn't see much of any of my friends while I was at the cookout in part because I apparently had parenting duties that day. The highlights that I remember were talking to Leeann about being an elected official since she seemed a little too interested in being an elected official, and hearing about Kerry's house hunting exploits. Kerry apparently was house hunting Sunday morning and liked a house enough to contemplate making an offer.
Aside from that, I remember bits and pieces of other things like Andrea's desire to see Rock of Ages, devouring a whole slew of bacon wrapped string beans, and Aimee giving Briana some Capri Sun. I guess that's not totally true. While watching Briana, I did get a chance to see Cass and Ellen's remodeled bathroom. The new bathroom looks great.
All in all, it was definitely good to see everyone and have some fun.
Luckily for Cass, he had finished his backyard project just in time for the cookout. He added a little patio in his yard, apparently with the use of a Dingo (not the dog, but the compact loader). I never heard of a Dingo until Sunday. I think though, I still want a Bobcat for my mechanized fun.
As is commonplace these days, I felt like I really didn't see much of any of my friends while I was at the cookout in part because I apparently had parenting duties that day. The highlights that I remember were talking to Leeann about being an elected official since she seemed a little too interested in being an elected official, and hearing about Kerry's house hunting exploits. Kerry apparently was house hunting Sunday morning and liked a house enough to contemplate making an offer.
Aside from that, I remember bits and pieces of other things like Andrea's desire to see Rock of Ages, devouring a whole slew of bacon wrapped string beans, and Aimee giving Briana some Capri Sun. I guess that's not totally true. While watching Briana, I did get a chance to see Cass and Ellen's remodeled bathroom. The new bathroom looks great.
All in all, it was definitely good to see everyone and have some fun.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
I Suck At Fourth Of July Cookouts
On Sunday, my friends (Cass and Ellen) had a cookout to celebrate the Fourth of July. Unfortunately, I suck at fourth of July cookouts.
Nevertheless, the cookout was a great excuse to just hang out with a bunch of friends... relax... laugh it up... etc. In addition to my friends (Marc, Kelley, Garv, Leeann, Andrea), Karen, our daughter (Briana) and I, Cass and Ellen's respective parents attended the cookout.
For me, it was the first time I got to hang out with Ellen's parents. They are very nice. Interestingly enough, they think that I am a great father. Boy do I have them fooled or what? Apparently, they thought I did a superb job of taking care of Briana while at the cookout.
I also got to hang out a little with Cass's parents as well. Cass's father brought steak, lamb, ribs... other beef products... to the cookout. Ever since my little "incident" on Black Friday from years past, I have purposely made sure that my pieces of meat are cut up into small pieces that are easy to swallow. (For anyone curious, it was a piece of steak that Cass's father had made that I had choked on during that fateful Black Friday.)
Needless to say, I still get a little ribbing from that incident. Sunday was no different. It was definitely nice to see Cass's parents again. Growing up, my friends and I used to see them all the time because we either hung out at Cass's or at Garv's. I believe Cass's mother even reminded us that it was our friends (Ron and Ben) broke one of their vases while playing around. (I think they may have also shattered some glass that was covering a table, but I could be mistaken about that.)
All in all, it was nice to see everyone. I think I had the most fun just hanging out in the backyard while a good number of guests went inside the house... only to watch the Jaws marathon on television. While Kelley rolled around the dog excrement-infested lawn, Garv, Cass, Andrea and I were just being silly.
The topic of discussion was mainly how I was going to be a pushover when it came to my loving daughter, Briana. Garv did his best impression of Briana pleading to go with her friends to a Lady GaGa concert. Cass thought I'd simply defer to Karen. Meanwhile, Andrea (probably from experience) said that Briana, in an effort to get her way, will start small and eventually work her way up to asking for bigger and better things. Sadly, none of them believed that I would say no to Briana. I'll prove them all wrong.
Anyway, as the night when on, we ended up inside watching the Boston Pops on television. Happy belated Fourth of July! Aside from the usual fireworks display in town, there were also random fireworks that were ignited by Cass and Ellen's neighbors. It was interesting.
Needless to say, it was a great relaxing day with friends. It was a nice way to celebrate our country's independence.
Nevertheless, the cookout was a great excuse to just hang out with a bunch of friends... relax... laugh it up... etc. In addition to my friends (Marc, Kelley, Garv, Leeann, Andrea), Karen, our daughter (Briana) and I, Cass and Ellen's respective parents attended the cookout.
For me, it was the first time I got to hang out with Ellen's parents. They are very nice. Interestingly enough, they think that I am a great father. Boy do I have them fooled or what? Apparently, they thought I did a superb job of taking care of Briana while at the cookout.
I also got to hang out a little with Cass's parents as well. Cass's father brought steak, lamb, ribs... other beef products... to the cookout. Ever since my little "incident" on Black Friday from years past, I have purposely made sure that my pieces of meat are cut up into small pieces that are easy to swallow. (For anyone curious, it was a piece of steak that Cass's father had made that I had choked on during that fateful Black Friday.)
Needless to say, I still get a little ribbing from that incident. Sunday was no different. It was definitely nice to see Cass's parents again. Growing up, my friends and I used to see them all the time because we either hung out at Cass's or at Garv's. I believe Cass's mother even reminded us that it was our friends (Ron and Ben) broke one of their vases while playing around. (I think they may have also shattered some glass that was covering a table, but I could be mistaken about that.)
All in all, it was nice to see everyone. I think I had the most fun just hanging out in the backyard while a good number of guests went inside the house... only to watch the Jaws marathon on television. While Kelley rolled around the dog excrement-infested lawn, Garv, Cass, Andrea and I were just being silly.
The topic of discussion was mainly how I was going to be a pushover when it came to my loving daughter, Briana. Garv did his best impression of Briana pleading to go with her friends to a Lady GaGa concert. Cass thought I'd simply defer to Karen. Meanwhile, Andrea (probably from experience) said that Briana, in an effort to get her way, will start small and eventually work her way up to asking for bigger and better things. Sadly, none of them believed that I would say no to Briana. I'll prove them all wrong.
Anyway, as the night when on, we ended up inside watching the Boston Pops on television. Happy belated Fourth of July! Aside from the usual fireworks display in town, there were also random fireworks that were ignited by Cass and Ellen's neighbors. It was interesting.
Needless to say, it was a great relaxing day with friends. It was a nice way to celebrate our country's independence.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
I Suck At Hot Amy's Cookout
last night was the annual cookout that my friend (hot amy) hosts. hot amy's cookout is one of my friend's (andrea) favorite days of the year... the other favorite day being her own birthday. unfortunately, i suck at hot amy's cookout.
(pictured below is karen... and part of me.)
this year's cookout was quite interesting. after all, the cookout marked the last day of wally's captivity. (for anyone curious, wally is hot amy's stuffed animal.) yes... it's sadly true, wally has been returned to his rightful owner.
of course, like most things, i didn't make it easy for hot amy. (someone has to keep her grounded.) at one point, i actually had the upper hand. sitting across from karen, hot amy taunted karen by showing the stuffed animal that she herself had kidnapped from karen awhile ago.
needless to say, with a swift act of heroism... i saved karen's stuffed animal from the forces of evil. i snatched the stuffed animal directly from hot amy's hands. from there, i bolted to my car to place both wally and karen's stuffed animal into the car.
sure, i may have looked a little silly to hot amy's neighbors by carrying a stuffed pig and wally in my hands as i made my way down the street, but i didn't care. i had both the pig and wally. i'll give hot amy some credit though. i definitely did not notice her following me. i thought i had lost her back at her cookout.
i actually did not notice hot amy until i opened the trunk of my car and threw karen's stuffed pig in. hot amy had let out a scream of terror, causing me to immediately shut the trunk. with wally still in my hand, i had to think of a way to get wally into my car.
eventually, the right opportuntity arose. circling around my car, i stealthily unlocked the car doors with my remote. opening the door, i threw wally in the back seat and quickly locked the doors with the remote. hot amy did her best to open the door, but i was too quick! it was amusing to watch.
anyway, defeated... hot amy walked back to the cookout. i of course, was all smiles on the walk back because i had rescued karen's stuffed pig... and kept wally. and then... came the guilt. and by guilt, i mean my better half: karen.
all right, so maybe i did feel somewhat guilty for taking back the pig while keeping wally. it's like that idiom: like taking candy from a baby... not that i'm calling hot amy a baby or anything.
after some feelings of guilt, i eventually went back to the car to release wally. and naturally because i never make things easy for hot amy, i hid wally somewhere in her very own house without telling her. i don't think she has found wally yet... very sad. at the same time, i get a little chuckle out of knowing that she has not found him. mean? maybe.
aside from the wally fun, the rest of the night was pretty interesting. i will probably never watch fireworks again without thinking about my bff (kerry). it turns out that kerry had a discussion with one of her coworkers about fireworks and how fireworks are similar to... of all things... sex. truth be told, the analogy between fireworks and sex does seem to fit in that all the "foreplay" of the fireworks leads to one big finale.
so needless to say, my group of friends (marc, kelley, kerry, and carlos), karen, and i chuckled like five year olds as we watched the fireworks display. after all, if fireworks were like a rorschach test, then all of us saw nipples and sperm of various colors and sizes in the firework display... well, all of us except for carlos who had trouble seeing the nipple fireworks.
interestingly enough, the most memorable part of the night followed the fireworks. in my opinion, the most memorable part of the night was... the bouncy house. hot amy's family rented one of those bouncy houses... but not just any type of bouncy house. this bouncy house was huge. and luckily, there were no weight restrictions... or at least none that we could read.
needless to say, my friends and i entered the bouncy house and just... bounced and bounced... and bounced. it was awesome... it was fantastic... you name it. who knew jumping around could be so hysterical? from what i was told by kelley, who did not enter the bouncy house, the outside of the bouncy house kept swaying as though it were going to fall over. luckily, the bouncy house never did topple over.
anyway, by far i will remember the bouncy house fun. after all, what could be better than a bunch of friends... hanging together... laughing their butts off as they jump around. it was great.
(pictured below is karen... and part of me.)
this year's cookout was quite interesting. after all, the cookout marked the last day of wally's captivity. (for anyone curious, wally is hot amy's stuffed animal.) yes... it's sadly true, wally has been returned to his rightful owner.
of course, like most things, i didn't make it easy for hot amy. (someone has to keep her grounded.) at one point, i actually had the upper hand. sitting across from karen, hot amy taunted karen by showing the stuffed animal that she herself had kidnapped from karen awhile ago.
needless to say, with a swift act of heroism... i saved karen's stuffed animal from the forces of evil. i snatched the stuffed animal directly from hot amy's hands. from there, i bolted to my car to place both wally and karen's stuffed animal into the car.
sure, i may have looked a little silly to hot amy's neighbors by carrying a stuffed pig and wally in my hands as i made my way down the street, but i didn't care. i had both the pig and wally. i'll give hot amy some credit though. i definitely did not notice her following me. i thought i had lost her back at her cookout.
i actually did not notice hot amy until i opened the trunk of my car and threw karen's stuffed pig in. hot amy had let out a scream of terror, causing me to immediately shut the trunk. with wally still in my hand, i had to think of a way to get wally into my car.
eventually, the right opportuntity arose. circling around my car, i stealthily unlocked the car doors with my remote. opening the door, i threw wally in the back seat and quickly locked the doors with the remote. hot amy did her best to open the door, but i was too quick! it was amusing to watch.
anyway, defeated... hot amy walked back to the cookout. i of course, was all smiles on the walk back because i had rescued karen's stuffed pig... and kept wally. and then... came the guilt. and by guilt, i mean my better half: karen.
all right, so maybe i did feel somewhat guilty for taking back the pig while keeping wally. it's like that idiom: like taking candy from a baby... not that i'm calling hot amy a baby or anything.
after some feelings of guilt, i eventually went back to the car to release wally. and naturally because i never make things easy for hot amy, i hid wally somewhere in her very own house without telling her. i don't think she has found wally yet... very sad. at the same time, i get a little chuckle out of knowing that she has not found him. mean? maybe.
aside from the wally fun, the rest of the night was pretty interesting. i will probably never watch fireworks again without thinking about my bff (kerry). it turns out that kerry had a discussion with one of her coworkers about fireworks and how fireworks are similar to... of all things... sex. truth be told, the analogy between fireworks and sex does seem to fit in that all the "foreplay" of the fireworks leads to one big finale.
so needless to say, my group of friends (marc, kelley, kerry, and carlos), karen, and i chuckled like five year olds as we watched the fireworks display. after all, if fireworks were like a rorschach test, then all of us saw nipples and sperm of various colors and sizes in the firework display... well, all of us except for carlos who had trouble seeing the nipple fireworks.
interestingly enough, the most memorable part of the night followed the fireworks. in my opinion, the most memorable part of the night was... the bouncy house. hot amy's family rented one of those bouncy houses... but not just any type of bouncy house. this bouncy house was huge. and luckily, there were no weight restrictions... or at least none that we could read.
needless to say, my friends and i entered the bouncy house and just... bounced and bounced... and bounced. it was awesome... it was fantastic... you name it. who knew jumping around could be so hysterical? from what i was told by kelley, who did not enter the bouncy house, the outside of the bouncy house kept swaying as though it were going to fall over. luckily, the bouncy house never did topple over.
anyway, by far i will remember the bouncy house fun. after all, what could be better than a bunch of friends... hanging together... laughing their butts off as they jump around. it was great.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
I Suck At Hot Amy's Cookout
after leaving my friend's (meredith) cookout, karen and i headed to my other friend's (hot amy) cookout. i suck at hot amy's cookout.
in fact, this year's cookout at hot amy's was a little different. for starters, my friend (andrea) was not going to be there. andrea is hot amy's bff. she absolutely loves hot amy's annual cookout. unfortunately, she had a wedding to attend to down in the cape. she usually makes a chocolate trifle for the occasion. luckily, there was still a chocolate trifle there today. (yum-o!)
another strange thing i noticed was that hot amy's high school or middle school portrait was taken down from its usual spot on the wall. i get a kick out of looking at that portrait. in fact, the trouble maker that i am, i took a picture of that portrait last year with my bff kerry with my camera. i had to take so many pictures of that portrait that night because the picture was not coming out correctly. (the picture i took still doesn't really look right.)
the other oddity about the cookout today was the apparent misting and fog (proof again that mother nature does not like me). anyway, the fog was so thick that watching fireworks was nearly impossible. when the fireworks were going off, all i could think of was my friend (jen) doing her interpretive dancing to the fireworks... because i couldn't actually see the fireworks... so i had to imagine something. (even though jen has pretty good rhythm... unlike the rhythmically challenged hot amy... i don't normally think about jen doing interpretive dancing. jen happened to do some interpretive dancing a couple of years ago to the fireworks.)
despite the oddities, i had fun at the cookout. when karen and i first pulled up to hot amy's place, we happened to see my other friends (bill, jen, and my bff kerry). we basically hung around, ate more food, and had fun. my friend (carlos) also came, as did hot amy's friends (sandy and erin). (i had the privilege of being the only one in the group to have met erin prior to the cookout.)
anyway, one of the more interesting events of the night was the donut competition. basically, donuts were hung from strings and the competitors had to eat the entire donut.
(below is the donut competition.)
even though carlos had never done the competition before, he won the event. it will probably be the only time he wins at a hot amy sponsored event because... like hot amy... he will lose when it comes to competing against me. (hot amy and i have a mac 'n cheese wager based on billiards... in that i will be playing carlos in billiards and if carlos wins the game, hot amy will win the wager. yes, carlos has been pimped out to do hot amy's evil bidding.) for the record, i suck at billiards... so this will be interesting.
anyway, hot amy's cookout was a fun time. whether it was having my sneakers smoke by sitting too close to the fire or watching the donut competition, i thoroughly enjoyed hanging out with everyone.
in fact, this year's cookout at hot amy's was a little different. for starters, my friend (andrea) was not going to be there. andrea is hot amy's bff. she absolutely loves hot amy's annual cookout. unfortunately, she had a wedding to attend to down in the cape. she usually makes a chocolate trifle for the occasion. luckily, there was still a chocolate trifle there today. (yum-o!)
another strange thing i noticed was that hot amy's high school or middle school portrait was taken down from its usual spot on the wall. i get a kick out of looking at that portrait. in fact, the trouble maker that i am, i took a picture of that portrait last year with my bff kerry with my camera. i had to take so many pictures of that portrait that night because the picture was not coming out correctly. (the picture i took still doesn't really look right.)
the other oddity about the cookout today was the apparent misting and fog (proof again that mother nature does not like me). anyway, the fog was so thick that watching fireworks was nearly impossible. when the fireworks were going off, all i could think of was my friend (jen) doing her interpretive dancing to the fireworks... because i couldn't actually see the fireworks... so i had to imagine something. (even though jen has pretty good rhythm... unlike the rhythmically challenged hot amy... i don't normally think about jen doing interpretive dancing. jen happened to do some interpretive dancing a couple of years ago to the fireworks.)
despite the oddities, i had fun at the cookout. when karen and i first pulled up to hot amy's place, we happened to see my other friends (bill, jen, and my bff kerry). we basically hung around, ate more food, and had fun. my friend (carlos) also came, as did hot amy's friends (sandy and erin). (i had the privilege of being the only one in the group to have met erin prior to the cookout.)
anyway, one of the more interesting events of the night was the donut competition. basically, donuts were hung from strings and the competitors had to eat the entire donut.
(below is the donut competition.)
even though carlos had never done the competition before, he won the event. it will probably be the only time he wins at a hot amy sponsored event because... like hot amy... he will lose when it comes to competing against me. (hot amy and i have a mac 'n cheese wager based on billiards... in that i will be playing carlos in billiards and if carlos wins the game, hot amy will win the wager. yes, carlos has been pimped out to do hot amy's evil bidding.) for the record, i suck at billiards... so this will be interesting.
anyway, hot amy's cookout was a fun time. whether it was having my sneakers smoke by sitting too close to the fire or watching the donut competition, i thoroughly enjoyed hanging out with everyone.
I Suck At Meredith's Cookout
today was one of those days where karen and i were overbooked.
in fact this overbooking will probably be an annual tradition because of the fireworks celebration for the fourth of july. this year's fireworks celebration took place today. (the fireworks are ignited from wessagusset beach in weymouth. i believe braintree also had fireworks today too.)
as it turns out, my friend (meredith) lives in weymouth. my other friend (hot amy) lives in quincy... in particular, hough's neck... which overlooks the water. anyway, both of them usually have an annual cookout. thus, karen and i try to make both of them within the given day.
after a brief visit from my friend (andrea), karen and i started the cookout/fireworks celebration at meredith's. (andrea stopped by on her way to the cape to borrow some dvds of the show "lost"... such a good show... she's addicted now to the show.)
after picking up my friends (marc and kelley), we headed off to meredith's cookout. i suck at meredith's cookout. as usual, i stuffed myself silly. i couldn't resist the tempting food. in particular, i couldn't resist the corn on the cob.
(pictured below is kelley and marc at the cookout.)
in the event anyone is curious, meredith grills great tasting corn on the cob. apparently, her secret recipe (although it really isn't a secret) involves buttering the corn, adding salt and pepper, and wrapping the corn on the cob in tin foil, before throwing it on the grill. (cue rachael ray's "yum-o" sound.)
needless to say, i ate three ears of corn. i'm sure my bowels will thank me later for eating three ears of corn. i couldn't resist the yellow goodness (which is something you won't hear me say a lot... not just because of my affinity for asians... just kidding). the corn on the cob was very delicious.
don't get me wrong, i didn't stuff myself purely on corn alone. i had a cheeseburger, a hot dog, some chicken wings, and kielbasa too. dr. atkins would have been proud of me... well, if it weren't for the corn. yum... corn. i probably would have eaten more than three ears of corn had i not had another cookout to attend.
nonetheless, it was great to see meredith. she is a true sweetheart and i had a great time at her cookout. plus, hanging out with my friends is also a bonus.
in fact this overbooking will probably be an annual tradition because of the fireworks celebration for the fourth of july. this year's fireworks celebration took place today. (the fireworks are ignited from wessagusset beach in weymouth. i believe braintree also had fireworks today too.)
as it turns out, my friend (meredith) lives in weymouth. my other friend (hot amy) lives in quincy... in particular, hough's neck... which overlooks the water. anyway, both of them usually have an annual cookout. thus, karen and i try to make both of them within the given day.
after a brief visit from my friend (andrea), karen and i started the cookout/fireworks celebration at meredith's. (andrea stopped by on her way to the cape to borrow some dvds of the show "lost"... such a good show... she's addicted now to the show.)
after picking up my friends (marc and kelley), we headed off to meredith's cookout. i suck at meredith's cookout. as usual, i stuffed myself silly. i couldn't resist the tempting food. in particular, i couldn't resist the corn on the cob.
(pictured below is kelley and marc at the cookout.)
in the event anyone is curious, meredith grills great tasting corn on the cob. apparently, her secret recipe (although it really isn't a secret) involves buttering the corn, adding salt and pepper, and wrapping the corn on the cob in tin foil, before throwing it on the grill. (cue rachael ray's "yum-o" sound.)
needless to say, i ate three ears of corn. i'm sure my bowels will thank me later for eating three ears of corn. i couldn't resist the yellow goodness (which is something you won't hear me say a lot... not just because of my affinity for asians... just kidding). the corn on the cob was very delicious.
don't get me wrong, i didn't stuff myself purely on corn alone. i had a cheeseburger, a hot dog, some chicken wings, and kielbasa too. dr. atkins would have been proud of me... well, if it weren't for the corn. yum... corn. i probably would have eaten more than three ears of corn had i not had another cookout to attend.
nonetheless, it was great to see meredith. she is a true sweetheart and i had a great time at her cookout. plus, hanging out with my friends is also a bonus.
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