Without further adieu, here are a few clips from wedding number two...
Emily & Mitch:
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So, we've got one warming some wax at home right as I type. Hopefully it won't putrefy our air with some kind of unseeable and undetectable damaging chemical. I guess we'll wait to see. But for now, we will enjoy the scent... until it maims us with its potentially deadly chemicals that may or may not exist.
Brunch: Bread Winners
Dinner: Porta di Roma, Hattie's, Ava*
Drinks: Cafe Rembrandt, Farpointe*
Cupcakes: Society Bakery
Pizza: Zanata*, Fireside Pies
Mexican: Blue Mesa
Lunch: Square Market*, Cafe Express
Tapas: Cafe Madrid
Sushi: Still searching for the really good stuff.
::: WE ARE OPEN TO GREAT FOOD SUGGESTIONS :::
*Not in Dallas proper
We were extraordinarily thankful to our uncle Mike and aunt Bev for opening their home to us as a hub for our excursions, and for providing great conversation and company.
While in Austin we were having too much fun to remember to take photos, but we did snap some shots from around Mike and Bev's place.
Allow me to begin here, with the heated toilet seat. Yes, heated:
Bev took some time to teach me a bit about gardening, and sent me home with some Cockscomb and Sweet Potato Margarita and Blackie:
- The all at once impressive and inappropriate places he is able to climb upon and/or hang from in our apartment.
- His obsession with fruit juices of all variety, gadgets, and organizing his book and DVD collections.
- During the silence amidst an argument, while I’m still very upset, he begins humming, smiling, and dancing in an attempt to lighten the mood as if NOTHING AT ALL HAS HAPPENED! It annoyingly warms my heart, although I remain stone-faced.
- What an amazing daddy I foresee him becoming one day.
- The focus that he gives to any endeavor that he truly enjoys or believes in, which are carefully selected and few.
- That I know that wherever we go, whatever we do, and whatever situation life throws our way, he will stand beside me, lead, guide our family, and provide deep and thoughtful insight into every endeavor we undertake. That he does not lead blindly, but guided by a true relationship with our Savior; that his decisions stem from ideals that grow from firmly planted roots.
I love you, baby.
|1.||In a medium saucepan, melt butter over medium heat. Cook and stir almonds in butter until lightly toasted. Remove from heat, and let cool.|
|2.||In a large bowl, combine the spinach with the toasted almonds and cranberries.|
|3.||In a medium bowl, whisk together the sesame seeds, poppy seeds, sugar, onion, paprika, white wine vinegar, cider vinegar, and vegetable oil. Toss with spinach just before serving.|
Mmmmm. Sounds delicious.
A neti pot is an interesting contraption. It is used to irrigate the nasal passages. Being from West Texas, irrigation is a term that I, prior to learning of the neti pot, have always associated solely with farming. But alas, one can irrigate his or her nose as well.
I first heard of neti pots in college while I was working in a pharmacy. I remember several patients asking if we happened to stock this little contraption, so we kept a supply of them on our specialty items shelf behind the counter. I never exactly understood what they were used for until recently researching them.
It is described here in an article by The New York Times:
"Originally part of a millennia-old Indian yogic tradition, the practice of nasal irrigation — jala neti — is performed with a small pot that looks like a cross between Aladdin’s lamp and your grandmother’s gravy boat..."
You can find a short demonstration as seen on Oprah here.
I'll say it is an acquired sensation, running salt water through one nostril and allowing it to flow out of the other. But man, it sure works. It releases the gunk, if you will.
"This interesting surname is of Scottish and Irish origin. The name is very numerous in Ulster and in some cases appears as O'Boyd. This name was from "MacGiolla Buidhe", meaning the yellow-haired youth's son. The modern surname can be found as Boyd, Boyde and Boyda. The Crest is a hand pointing to a sun dial, gold. The first recorded spelling of the family name is shown to be that of Robert de Boyd, which was dated 1205, recorded at Irvine, Scotland, during the reign of King William "The Lion" of Scotland, 1165 - 1214."
Detailed surname description found at The Internet Surname Database.
We bought tickets to this concert because Jacob wanted to see Bob Dylan live while he is still touring, and we went, we saw, we left a bit early. But all in all, we are pleased to have been able to see three great legends at one venue.
This is where Amanda is spending all of today and tomorrow:
The two of us surely enjoyed our extended weekend home. We were able to spend some good quality time with family and friends. We saw sisters and sisters-in-law and grandparents and parents and brother and nephew and friends.
But it went by too fast.
- Quality time with family, watching movies, taking it easy
- The Double Nickel with Larry and friends
- Riding in Steve and Donna's mini van
- Seeing that our nephew, Keegan, is growing up big and strong
- Nana's sandwiches
- Catching up
- Finding that I'm no longer allergic to cats. Acupuncture worked!
- Visiting FBC Lubbock and seeing Jake's old friends
- Somehow finding ourselves at a place called The KoKo on Friday night, hanging out with our middle aged friends. We danced to a George Strait song.