My 6th birthday.....I remember my Mom had to distract me at the mall while Dad snuck off to buy that guitar for my birthday. (Be sure and check out the high-tech TV and stereo in the background...AND the train wall paper. Hahahahahaha. The '70's :-)
Shall we move onto the '80's. One would think it could NOT get much worse, but it really, really does!
Judging by the size of my hair, my dad's sweater, my mom's Sally Jesse Raphael glasses and my sister's side pony-tail, this had to have been Christmas circa 1988-89. I'll have you know, it took 8 cans of Aqua Net each day to maintain that 'hair.' What a motley crew! hahahahaha.
Moving along....You thought the '80's were bad....let me tell you something. The '90's were JUST as bad, if not worse...
Easter 1994. I can tell by my 'look.' All black and back in the days when the cute little skater boys wore big pants..now they all wear skinny jeans. Guys, here's a little female advice, do NOT under any circumstance what-so-ever wear skinny jeans. You can't pull them off! And there is a reason my mother and I no longer try to sport the long-hair look, and we leave the coloring up to professionals. They are professionals for a reason! Seriously, the hair is a perfect example of why there are some things you should just not try at home...
Fast forward to a new decade. As hopeful as one might be, things really didn't improve. We must just be slow learners...Summer 2005-06ish...
I remember this visit home, because it was one of few that my sister and I traveled together..and I remember Dad gave us each cash in little finger puppets for our birthdays. It was pretty sweet. It was also a period in time in which I was into fake toenails. Yes, they make them, but again, this is something you should not try at home. Get a pedicure, and again, leave it up to the professionals! For months, my mom was finding fake toenails all over the place. They just randomly fall off. Oh, and my sister and I went to a friend's house, where I fell down the stairs, leaving about 9 fake toenails behind. I'm still cringing! Fake Toenails=Regret, shame and disappointment.
This tree is brand new..purchased by my dad. My mom and I broke the old tree. There is also a reason one should not have a martini at 6am. It can cause you to break trees. Again, we are a perfect example. hahahahaha
Then there was a time when my parents came out to visit over Christmas. This must have been back in 2007...
In case you were wondering...no trees were injured or broken during this visit...
The following year I returned for a Memorial Day visit. It was a hoot. We even golfed!
In between, there was a surprise 60th party for my dad...we were the surprise :-)
Surprise, Dad! He was super excited to see us. It was a hoot! Im the giant on the right. My sister got the brains...I got the height....just kidding..but she DID get the brains.... :-)
Fast forward....My meal this evening was going to be a re-creation of the meal I made back in 2008 for my parent's anniversary. However, I am alone and had neither the time, nor the effort. Lame...I know. Had I had a guest, things would have been different. I searched and searched, and actually found a copy of the original menu I created. I like to be all fancy-pants...that's how I roll. hahahahaha
That photo...early '80's. Again, they were not kind to anyone....I'll let you have fun on your own with this hilarious shot! Pointing out all that is hilarious with this photo is like shooting fish in a barrel. hahahahahaha.
The walk down memory lane ended with a simple and delicious meal! If there is one thing my dad loved, it was bacon. That and french toast. He always raved and raved about Portland bacon. I was lacking 99.9% of the ingredients for french toast..so I made a BLT and Fries! He liked fries, too. Extra crispy!
It was pretty yummy. To make it a little more fancy, I used the cookie cutter for the bread. Clever...I know, I know...(can I get a little finger clap?? anyone?? anyone???)
It may not rock your world, but then again, it is Wednesday...not Monday. Hahahahaha. However, it worked!
E.V. was interested in my sandwich. She loves bacon.
"Mama, where is MY B.L.T? Make it snappy!"
Of course she did not get her own...but she did get leftovers..which made her so happy. We then headed to the park where she could roll around in the grass and chill. As usual, we're just a couple of crazy gals out on the prowl in Portland. We could be the Blues Sisters...instead! I have awesome sunglasses..I'm sure they make dog sunglasses.. It's all coming together!! People should watch out. There's no telling what exciting things we may do next. Well, we were discussing it earlier, and we just might make a log cabin out of Q-tips. No final decision has been made..but we're bored....and I have an entire box of the things..If it turns out, I will be sure and capture it with my camera. :-)
After a roll in the grass we returned to our sweat-box. Felix, the fan, isn't exactly doing his job well. He's falling to pieces, literally...but I would imagine it's mostly my part. Let's just say it is probably a good thing that I do NOT work on an assembly line.
Before I depart...I wanted to make one minor complaint. I know, I know...I am not one that EVER complains about anything. ahahahahha....but some jerk-face stole the change out of the console of my vehicle. Seriously...the risk-reward ratio is so lame...I had like $1.50..mostly nickels and dimes. Oh, they did take a pen. Perhaps they were in a hurry to write a letter to someone and they were going to use the money to buy a stamp??? I'm sure it was someone from the ghetto-plex up the street. I did leave a post-it on my console, letting the next thief know the change was gone...except for three pennies and a tape measure. They can have all...it's not as though I go around measuring things on a regular basis. I was also thinking that perhaps I would fill said console with dollar bills, but underneath put out some mouse traps...then 'snap!' They'd be sorry. Jerk-faces. If you're going to rummage through my vehicle, at least take my recycling with you.
We are both quite grateful you were able to join us this evening..and I hope the post wasn't too long...I wanted to do something special, because Dad was special. I hope you enjoyed! Go make a B.L.T. and it's even better minus the T. It may not rock your world..but it's pretty darn close! :-) Happy Birthday, Dad! I miss you more than words can express! And, I'd totally give you a big, long hug if I could.
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