Spring Break

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This week in Oregon it’s Spring Break.

So we’ve been getting wild and crazy at the Eating Machine household.

Well, so long as taking out a wall and making a new one falls under “wild and crazy” in your world
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My parents were here for a few days, helping with this. Which means the wall will stay up, and my dad has probably given my husband about a dozen new ideas for tools he “needs”.

But there’s more storage in my house now! That’s pretty crazy.

Before my parents got here I got an email with this picture from my mom
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The lighter colored things? Whole chickens. That’s an intense amount of meat.

My husband was very sad that we had to have BBQ for dinner
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I think it also added “smoker” onto the list of things he needs.

I wasn’t complaining either though
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And, in a predictable move, guess what we took my parents out for?

Oh yeah. Pizza and beer.
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Jalapenos, smokey bacon, red onion, and spicy chipotle sauce? Yes please.

But because it’s Spring Break I got all sorts of crazy and had wine instead of beer
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Sharing wine called dominatrix with your mom. Not awkward.

Did you do wild and crazy things for spring break in college?

Not going to lie, despite the general perception that I was about 2 drinks from rehab I never did.

Unless visiting your grandma in Canada counts. Then I was a party animal!

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5 responses to “Spring Break

  1. ah, spring break! here in Oregon it was customary to rent houseboats on Lake Shasta. crazy times. and I swear I wasn’t even in a sorority!!

    Mmm – where’d you go for pizza? looks GOOD.

  2. i was pretty wild in the early years, before I became responsible. tell you the truth i cant even remember my spring breaks. i know they were alcohol filled thats for sure.

  3. I love the names of Naked Winery’s wine. They aren’t favorite wines in the Gorge but the names are great.

  4. I love the pizza pic! If you look closely it looks like a sad face (two green olive eyes and a red onion frown). But, that can’t be. Pizza and “sad” just don’t belong in the same sentence, do they?

  5. jesus…I bet that meat was uber tender!

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