My sis and I threw my Mom and Dad a southern style birthday potluck over the weekend. Their birthdays are only a few days apart so we thought we’d get the most bang for our buck by combining them. Evites were diligently sent and followed up on, ribs were seasoned and slow cooked and streamers went up by the yard (gosh, I love me some streamers!)
Friends and family showed up en masse and we ate, drank and played ourselves silly with the Sugiura Family Official Game: Cards Against Humanity. *Note: this game is not for the faint of heart, easily offended or morally virtuous person. It is a horribly offensive, mean and disgusting game that is way too ridiculous not to play 🙂
Overall, the evening was a great success! Onto the next family birthday….which is mine!!!
It was a jam packed weekend, so jammed in fact that I hardly had time to take any photos. Seems like every time I wanted to snap a shot, I was 1) in a sad looking church, 2) floating in a tank of salt water or 3) balls deep cooking 4 meals at once while simultaneously being a photographer’s assistant…..you know, the usual things people do on the weekends 🙂
I started off my weekend with a canning class on Saturday. I was all ready to get hands on – I’ve helped my grandma make jam before but she seemed to skip steps, which made me a bit nervous. I wanted to see what an expert had to say and learn a few tips on how to pickle vegetables.
Unfortunately, I didn’t pay close attention to the fine print and on the way to class, I noticed this was more of a lecture class and less of a demo class. Womp womp. Regardless, I was committed and made my way to class in an old church in SLU. Yeah, this class was nothing like I had pictured. Let’s just say it was a bit, um, ghetto hence the lack of photos – it def was not the scene to be busting out my phone. BUT, I did learn a lot and do feel comfortable tackling my first canning project: pickled green beans and/or asparagus. I know, I know….it’s totally out of season but I just want to try it once so I’ll be ready to really can come spring!
After the canning class, we had a late lunch at Brave Horse Tavern, one of Tom Douglas’ newer establishments. Yeah, yeah Tom Douglas blah blah owns too many restaurants in Seattle….but WOW. I loved this place – communal tables, 2 shuffle boards!, endless beers on tap AND the best warm pretzels around. This restaurant makes me want to move to SLU just so I could waste away my Saturday afternoons there. Nuff said.
Brat for days at Brave Horse.
We capped off the afternoon with a complimentary ‘float’ at our friend’s new business venture, Floasis, in Greenlake. Also known as floating, floatation therapy, sensory deprivation and/or isolation tanks, floatation involves lying in a super-saturated Epsom-salt solution about 10″ deep. The salt-water solution is heated to skin temperature (93.5°F). Once you are settled, it’s pretty hard to tell what parts of you are in the water and which aren’t.
The float tank looks like a large, enclosed bathtub. They are specifically designed to block out all external distractions, such as sights, sounds, tactile sensations and gravity. A private shower is provided in each room to clean yourself before entering and remove salt upon exiting the tank, which I did not seem to use properly. I kept finding patches of dried up salt on me the rest of the night. Note: always rinse well.
I must admit, I spent the first 15 minutes of my hour long session giggling. That complete feeling of weightlessness was strange at first, but I did finally settle in and found the latter part of my session to be quite relaxing. I can see how it would be really beneficial for people with chronic pain or high levels of stress.
The float tank, womb-like.
Sunday was spent at my parent’s house where I simultaneously prepped 5 dinners for my crockpot while also helping out my fav pet photographer, Jen Hutter, with her holiday shoot. We had lent her the garage space for the day so she could accommodate all of her clients for holiday card orders and such.
It was pretty freakin’ fun to watch all of the dogs parade through. French bulldogs, poodles, mutts, retrievers…they donned Santa hats and posed their mug shots. You think your dog is well behaved but once you get them in front of the camera, it’s a totally different story! Jen had to kick quite a few owners out of the space since they were too distracting 🙂 Of course, Stella got her camera time and did quite well. Obviously as soon as I get those pics, they will be posted STAT.
Hope you all had an enjoyable weekend! Was it as nuts as mine?
My dad can be a pretty entertaining guy through email. I don’t know what it is about that form of communication, but he’s definitely got a knack for topics. He also has some very strong opinions about female celebrity hair styles, Subway sandwiches and life in general. Below, are some recent correspondence I’ve had with my dad. Enjoy!
In regards to a Chicago Tribune article about microwave popcorn:
don’t eat that shit. only hot air popped.
In regards to a photo of my dog, who just had major dental surgery:
the only thing she is watching is the back of her eyelids.
In regards to the photo I sent to him of me and future Sonics owner Chris Hansen:
nice pics, u should of asked Chris Hansen if he had a place for you in his new organization. you could be the new sonics PR person. Big Bucks.
From an email entitled ‘gossip’:
I will give katy perry and john mayer about 2-3 months. subway is having its buy a foot long sub special on selected sandwiches. These only cost the same as the small sub. hella deal. just had one today.
In regards to a craigslist post of these super ugly porcelain elephants:
these would look amazing in moms yard. ha hahahahahahha maybe a possible xmas present for her garden.
From an email entitled ‘hurricane leslie’:
she on her way to bermuda, gonna be a class 2 by then. I saw another pic of miley and she just looks like shit. Very unattractive. the only reason she has a boyfriend is cause she has lots of money. no more mickey mouse stuff for her. love dad
From an email entitled ‘celeb gossip’ (do you see a trend here?):
First of all,let me say that miley’s haircut looks like shit. Second, I noticed that taylor swift has a new 18yr old boyfriend, I figure that should last a little longer than some of her previous liaisons since he is only 18. I give that one no more than 1 year max before he figures that out. He will be starstruck at first but that will change and of course little taylor will write another song about another broken relationship. Poor girl, she must be hard to get along with, it can’t be all of the guys fault because we are never wrong. love dad