And then....going in for that first bite:I don't love any of these pictures. For various reasons I just didn't feel like I was looking my best this day. But they do show me being me, which is the point of this little exercise. Plus, I was having a good time. As Jay said, "Look at you smiling at that cheesecake!" Had I been alone with the cheesecake, I may have started talking dirty to it. But really, who doesn't want cheesecake and wine at 10 AM on a Sunday morning? Can you think of a better breakfast?
Interesting tidbit: After I finished the breakfast of champions, we sat at the table while the boy ate something meat related. A few moments later a woman came up to me and asked if she could take a picture of my hair. She'd been trying to get a pixie cut but has had trouble communicating what she wanted to her hairdresser. I found this very cool. It wasn't that long ago that I lived in a town where people made fun of my hair. I know it's kinda silly and trivial, but this was just one more instance in which I was reminded how comfortable I am here and how I feel as if we're with our people.
More of me and my walking around wine:(Is it just me, or does that chick standing behind me in the above picture sorta look like Crystal from Elsewhere Living? Crystal, if you read this, are you stalking me? If not, someone in Oregon stole your face.)
There were a lot of runners in the city that morning and there was also a bike-a-thon about to begin. In fact, we had to cross in front of hundreds of bikers to enter the park, which made me feel momentarily guilty. You know, Back it up athletically minded people, make way so the fatties can get to their food.
The girl and her first of probably many fruity, umbrella-topped drinks:Of course the boy had to visit the Voodoo Donut van.
This would be the Old Dirty Bastard. It's crushed Oreos and peanut butter. I didn't taste it but I'm guessing from the moans at the table, it was pretty good.
I have a few more pictures but they are mainly of the men folk eating various meat. Meat on a bun, meat on a stick, etc. We went home very full.
Note: Just as a reminder, tomorrow is Ten on Ten. I was lazy last month but I hope to participate this time around.