Last Friday my brother Ben and my cousin Mirrium ambushed me at the house while I was administering to the dog (who licked his shoulder raw about two weeks ago and it is still healing). They wanted to surprise Gramma at her place in Marshfield, but she was out on a date, so we decided to go in search of food while we waited for her to get home. I had on several occasions been encouraged to go try the Blue Heron Brew Pub in Marshfield because they apparently had some pretty great food, so we decided to give it a try and head there for a late lunch while we waited for my aunt Sue to drop Gramma off. My other cousin, Sydney (Sue's daughter) met us there, and gramma showed up about an hour or so later. Four of the seven grandkids together in one place for the first time in over a year; Gramma looked extremely happy being right in the middle of it. :) And yes, the food was quite good, but it seemed to take a rather long time to get to us considering there weren't that many people there.
Jul. 23rd, 2011
Watching Category 6: Days of Destruction, which I plan on critiquing the hell out of. Haven't even made it through the opening credits, and I already got one - supposedly, they are watching avidly as a bunch of storm supercells nail Las Vegas with tornadoes. Except, according to the computers in the background, the storms are nailing Illinois instead. Really, guys? I get that your budget is Made for TV, but would it have really cost *that* much to get one of your computer-savvy kids to photoshop the storms into the right part of the country?