Wednesday, December 10

Old Stuff

I forgot to post this back when it actually happened, but it's dumb enough that it's still blog-worthy.

Back in September, we took a trip to KANSAS for a family reunion!
We saw some exciting things, like this Wendy's sign!

That isn't what this post is about though.
We took two vehicles: my parents and Joe in one, Dave, Krista, Steve, and I in another. Dave drove the whole way, after already being awake for 36 hours or so for work. It's amazing we made it there alive.

That still isn't what this post is about though.
Because we took two vehicles, Steve and I were able to go back home early since we had school. YAHOO! No more sleepless nights in the infamous Pink Bedroom!

So, what is this post about?
It's about what Steve and I did while home alone.

First, we had some food.

Turns out, you're supposed to add stuff to mashed potato flakes. Huh...

Apparently plain cinnamon isn't so good either, so we decided to do some serious gourmet cooking.

While we were waiting for the meal to heat up, we played some indoor tennis.

Then we made dessert!

I still can't figure out why our parents were so worried...

6 people bored enough to comment:

Abbey said...

You all look so much alike, and how do you grow so much every time?

Sarcastic Sally said...


College Boy said...

Cinnamon is not good plain.

Jack Bauer said...

WOW!!!! Indoor tennis is definitely not as as fun as indoor volleyball!

well at least you didn't burn the house down or do school cause then your parents should have been worried!

Mr. Worm said...

Man... You really put on the dog, didn't you. :-)

College Boy said...

Sally, FYI.

The New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy, Third Edition. 2002.

"put on the dog"

To make a show of wealth or elegance: “The annual ball gave everyone a chance to dress up and put on the dog.”