batskeets | Wonders and weirdness of the weekend

Woohoo, I get to pretend I'm

bellybalt and post party pictures! Granted, I didn't take 80-hojillion shots like he does (who could hope be awesome enough to take so many shots and still have fun at a party?), and I'm lazy. ;) So, here are five that I generally liked as photos, without taking silly-fun factor into account:

If you want the rest, they are here. :D

So, yes, the birthday picnic for

katlyn was awesome! It was so freakin' good to see everyone, and hanging out at the park was just what the doctor ordered for a lot of us, I think. :) And I now have

katlyn (and bubble tea!) to look forward to on Thursday! And I also have a crapton of plums from

bloodred37 to do deliciously evil things with. I was thinking maybe a plum-almond clafouti, but I lack a good tart pan...

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Yesterday was good, too, although the ending was, erm, not so good. Boy's brother is in town until Tuesday, so the three of us plus Nathan attempted to go tasting at the Clear Creek Distillery yesterday, but they were closed. So, we wound up hitting Bridgeport for a beer and then walking around Trendy-Third for a bit. After that, we decided that homemade ice cream sounded awesome, so we snagged Nathan's ice cream machine and went back to the homestead. By the time we got back, it was close to 8pm and Brother and I were both starving.

Nathan had served us 2 screwdrivers, in the meantime (small ones with a lot of ice), and later on, a vodka and lemonade. Boy went upstairs for a while, so Brother and I mistakenly assumed that he was up there on the deck, starting the coals for the grill, because we'd been bitching about how hungry we were on the way home. Bad assumption. Boy is easily distracted and wasn't hungry like we were, so we didn't find out that he hadn't started until almost two HOURS later.

Anyhoo, we FINALLY got to eat dinner at frickin' 10:30pm, and I'm not sure what happened, but after eating my chicken, salad, and ice cream, I started to feel really, really sick. Not to where I was throwing up, but sick. My stomach felt like it was very gassy, and the pressure was building up and pushing outward on my stomach to the point where it just hurt like hell.

I tried to sleep for about an hour, and then I wound up making myself puke just to take some of the pressure off of my stomach. I felt much better after throwing up, but it was a very WTF experience. Maybe it was just drinking alcohol and not eating much in the way of real food between breakfast and dinner, or maybe that last vodka-and-lemonade was really strong, but I didn't think I drank *that* much.

I am recovering nicely, though, and after the vomiting was over, I laid out on the deck with Boy for a while, cooled off, and listened to him ramble about his recent philisophical musings. He is absentminded as all get out, sometimes, but he's always thinking, and thinking different, at that. :)

I also got up at 7:15 this morning, so I could run 3 miles before breakfast, because I'm a rock star. Or a masochist. You pick. ;p I actually made good time at it, and the morning air was a lot cooler than the afternoon will probably be. OH, and I'm finally at the front of the queue to check out Making The Cut from the library again, so I'm going to start that today! And I'll actually finish it this time, since I'm not flying off to China on Day 15 of the program like last time around. ;p