Friday, June 25
Oreo Pudding+Spaghetti for the first time+14 month old=Quite a Mess!
Our Little Monkey!
Monday, June 21
Date Night - Red Lobster

What's funny about me is that I grew up near the Gulf Coast and due to my overly picky eating habits, I have never been one to consume sea food. I am very particular when it comes to food and its texture. I have tried scallops (too rubbery, blech), calamari (again, the rubbery thing), salmon (LOVE IT), clams (nasty), etc. The first time I ever tried crab legs was the first time I ever walked in and ate at Red Lobster. It was a learning experience cracking all those legs open for the meat and I loved it. I was anxious to order it again going there a second time.
We get there and I ordered their snow crab legs. A whole freakin' pound and a half. I started to work on my plate, and dang for some reason I was sorely disappointed. The meat tasted way too rubbery, and got cold too fast. I did a bunch of work and really tried to enjoy myself but I just couldn't bring myself to love it.
On a recommendation from a great neighbor of mine Brandon ordered their "Ultimate Feast" that came with shrimp, crab legs, lobster and something else I can't remember. I tried the lobster for the first time, and again BLECH! I just didn't enjoy it. Brandon liked the shrimp the best, but thought the lobester was interesting. He even helped me finish my crab legs.
While eating though, we just had to laugh. I was working on cracking open the crab legs and pieces of meat, ligament, or shell went flying across our row of booths close to where we sat. I'm so glad that people were willing to either just smile and laugh with us, or just plain didn't care enough to look our way.
I would go back to Red Lobster again on account of the fact that Brandon enjoyed it so much, but I have to admit that I will play it safe and just order salmon.
Wednesday, June 2
Want to Spill Your Cookies? Wear THIS!

There's just one thing that I can't seem to let go. In the last couple of months since I bought it, I will have just put it on to go out somewhere, and Lady Bug has managed FOUR different times to spill her cookies ALL over me. It's the strangest (and grossest) thing. She's never spit up on me in any other shirt, except this one.
Maybe...just maybe due to the fact that she can't communicate the concept that she doesn't favor the shirt more than wearing a dirty diaper for a while... this is how she is trying to tell me she hates the shirt.
Or maybe it is just a coincidence. Go figure.
Lady Bug in Idaho




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