The Picnic:
Here we have the welcome home before you leave picnic! Ha. We decided to have this here picnic at Warren Park in Burlesonm Pt's first full day back home. And it was a chance for Pt to meet my dad's girlfriend and her daughter before there was other people around to make an uncomfortable situation even more uncomfortable. We had subs, chips, pasta salad and cupcakes. Turquoise cupcakes of course. And a dumb boy game to see if we could fit an entire cupcake in our mouths. We found out that both my brother and my dad can fit an entire cupcake in their mouths. I for one can not. I also learned that even though I love mustard on my french fries... I DO NOT love a mouthful of yellow mustard. Of course I realized the minute I said,"I don't want any stupid mustard" what my jerk of a brother was about to do. I didn't even put up much resistence because that usually ends with someone getting hurt and that someone is usually me. I bruise easy and my bones have been known to break easily also. I know what you are waiting for.... you want me to tell you what he did. He held my head and filled my mouth completely full of the "stupid mustard" I had said I didn't want. All I have to say is thank goodness for water and cupcakes. That was really awful. I'm sure you are wondering about the picture above since it is the picture depicting something from our picnic. Well... I will tell you about it. Most Roberts wont even need an explanation they will just need 2 words. Basketball and Roberts. We Roberts like to make every sport a contact sport. Lots of insults and lots of blood. There used to be a fake nail on that finger with the blood pooled under the nail. It was ripped off after a particular insult. I don't even remember how I insulted but I do remember the ripping off of the nail and the laughter after he saw the pain on my face and the damage to my poor nail. You people may think we are the waltons but I promise you we are a sick and twisted version.
Swooshy Bangs:
Me and my mom took a spa day and got our hair did. I also got a new pair of shoes. She changed her color and I finally got my swooshy bangs fixed... Oh how I love my swooshy bangs. I just wished that my hair didn't grow so fast. As you can see I have no problem taking my picture with rollers in my hair. It doesn't bother me at all. My mom wouldn't take a picture until she was 100% done getting ready. She is not the camera ham her two children are. I'm pretty sure my brother and I take enough pictures to make up for her and my dad hating the camera. In this picture we were about to leave for Texas Roadhouse. This was a super fun night. In fact I have 2 more pictures for this particular night.
Nerdy Nerds:
Ha... remember what I said about our camera fetish. We also like to make faces at the camera at the very last moment. This is something that totally ticks my dad off cuz while he's looking at us he thinks his picture will be a good one and right as he hits the button we both instantly morph to our goober versions. I think Lerin or my mom took this picture... I can't remember. But I do know we were at Texas Roadhouse in Mansfield for the Gma's birthday. I always try to put something together for her birthday. She was super excited that my brother got to be home for it. Even though we had a good time here... it wasn't a completely awesome place. I'm pretty sure they poisoned me. I was super sick about an hour after we ate. I'm kinda mean when I'm sick and if I remember right I might owe manduh an apology for snapping at her. They were having so much fun and I was a little irritated. Not by their fun but the constant chatter while I was trying to concentrate. Like every movement had me breathing deep and hoping I kept everything down. Which really sucked cuz it kinda put a damper on my night. And where we were going after was not somewhere I enjoyed being sick while doing that activity we were doing. :) I have a picture for that as well.
Matching Tats:
And this would be that after birthday dinner activity. Me and PT drug my mom, Lerin and Manduh to a tattoo place. Where we got a matching tattoo. I of course asked the guy to cut mine down because my arm is smaller than PT's and the size they put on him just wouldn't have worked. He says that makes me a sissy but it doesn't. There is very little difference in the size of the tattoo but just enough that it fit my wrist and not wrap around my whole arm. Our artist was hilarious. He made the entire experience way more fun. Except of course I was still trying to hold my chicken critter salad down. And the fried pickles I stole from PT. Those are probably what poisoned me. Not that you guys care but I wasn't able to continue to hold down my food the whole night. I eventually became too sick and lost everything. Luckily I was back at the hotel and amazingly I felt so good afterwards. After I showered with a sprite that is. Yeah I don't shower with beer, I shower with sprite. Had I have just gone ahead and thrown up earlier in the night I would have a way more fun time. Since even though I was sick I had such a grand time I can't even imagine how the night would have gone. But I do have a permanent reminder of the night Texas Roadhouse poisoned me!!
Enlighten Me:
Who knew bowling could be sooooo enlightening.... I sure didn't. I wouldn't say it was my favorite experience of the week but we managed to have a ton of fun even with the occasional hiccups. I do know I should have freaking won that last game. I was soooooo far ahead and just putting the whoop on them. Who would have ever guessed my brother would get three strikes in the tenth frame and beat me by six points. Yeah as a Roberts it's just in me to not take that loss well. If I had had a sharp object he would have left the bowling alley with it protruding from his body. Probably his eye. We take anything we play very very seriously. No whiners and no quiting... just revenge and cheating. As I've said before... we are the twisted version of the waltons. After bowling... My mom, me, Pt and Lerin went to the Hulen Movie Tavern (one of my favorite places!!) and watched A Thousand Words with Eddie Murphy. I had almost forgotten how hilarious my brother's high pitched squeal of a laugh is. His laugh makes any movie a million times better. But what makes a movie a million times better than that is a Tropical Thnder smoothie that is brought right to your chair. I do so love those things. The movie tavern makes the best smoothies ever.
If you read my last blog then you were introduced to the bachelor uncles that are raising their neice. This is book number two. Another uncle who has sworn off commitment will fall!! That would be Uncle Sam. :) The wine maker. Who is the woman who will eventually be in his life?? Lucy. She's a glass maker who has a little sister who is sooooo spoiled due to a childhood illness that she gets whatever she wants even if it belongs to Lucy. After Lucy's fiance tells her on her birthday that he has been sleeping with her sister for a long time and now wants her to move out so that her sister can move in... she meets Sam. After a long line of embarrassing and hilarious events... they end up stuck in his house together with him taking care of Lucy due to an injury that keeps her from walking for a while. And showering without help is a no go as well. And of course there is the little neice and also some magic. No not romantic magic even though there is some of that... I'm talking about real magic. Lucy has a secret as to what she can do with glass. Sam has a secret as to what he can do with plants. What is no secret is that this is a really good book. Lisa Kleypas always delivers a great read and this is no exception. I can't wait for the book to come out that tells all about the third and final uncle's fall.
