So how was your weekend?
My weekend seemed like a week. I laughed. I cried. I offered to give my son up to be a dishwasher in the Cracker Barrel just outside of Albany. At first the waiter laughed like I wasn’t serious. He’s young…no children of his own yet. He’ll understand by the time he finishes paying off his wife’s epidural.
My daughter ordered the fried shrimp and mashed potato plate off the children’s menu. While she popped shrimp into her mouth, she proceeded to tell us how shrimp throw up blue vomit into fishes mouths. They do this in defense of their very lives. Then the toddler two tables over began choking and vomiting. I lie not folks. Children certainly have a way of making you not hungry.
That’s a real bald eagle my friends.
This one is a puppet.
On Saturday we drove up to Maine/New Hampshire. It was like going home. I’m not sure why, because I’ve spent most of my life in New York, but ever since this day, Maine just feels like home. My kids feel the same way, but they were born there. They have ice-crystals mingled with their blood.
We stopped in Kittery, Maine to do a little shopping. It’s outlet central and I had been saving a 20% off coupon for The Children’s Place. FringeKid needed clothes for fall/winter. You can never begin buying winter clothes too early in the season. After all, we are only one frost away from loosing all our money on heating oil. I’m convinced that’s not the way life should be, but it’s a reality.
If you’ve never been shopping in Maine, you should definitely go to the Kittery Trading Post and L.L. Bean. They both have very large dead animals lurking around every corner.
Dead things make shopping fun for the men.
It’s a bonus that they sell guns. Lots of them.
So while I spend my husband’s money, he dreams of shooting big animals with the display guns. That’s how I’ve learned to keep my marriage happy in the last fourteen years.
This target almost makes me want to take up shooting.
It’s a scary world our there. It’ll get even scarier when all those chi-wa-wa zombies are on the loose.
So I’m having a difficulty segueing from little zombie yappy dogs to church, but let’s give it a go.
Our purpose for driving north was so that FringeMan could preach in a New Hampshire church on Sunday. This East Rochester congregation was made up of the sweetest people. Not only do they have a pretty fabulous church building (I snuck back in after service for a picture), but the women also get together once a week to exercise to Sweatin’ to the Oldies. I mean, that’s my kind of fitness program.
Notice the ceiling. It’s all tin. And the lights are really cool in a retro way. This picture definitely doesn’t do it justice. What I like is that the building is one hundred and forty-five years old, but it’s painted in a modern way and doesn’t look one bit dreary inside. I’m not a fan of dark, dreary churches. They give me the heebee-jeebies.
Yes, I suffer from an overactive imagination. There’s no known cure. Yet.
Anyway, one of the women in church baked us a batch of M&M cookies for our trip home. Bless her heart! And my tummy. They were the bestest cookies and hit the spot around four o’clock yesterday afternoon.
** I don’t normally talk about and photograph the churches my husband preaches in, because some people may not like that, but I guess I’m breaking my own rule today. It was the tin ceiling. I fell in love.
I can’t not show a picture of my daughter’s new sneakers. She really did not need sneakers, but how could I say no to these babies? Especially since after my coupon, they were only $20 bucks.
And that was my weekend.
I’d love to know about yours! Hope you’ll take a moment to leave a comment.
Before I finally let you go back to your life, here’s what I got today in coupons.
Not much, but it was a good deal. My daughter has been going through tissues like her nose depends on it. unfortunately I forgot to buy a paper Sunday, so I have no new coupons. Yes, I’m still kicking myself for that mistake.