Wenatchee Fair

Every city and its mother is having a fair in Washington this week. Heck, even Spokane is having one! We're probably heading out there on Saturday. While we were in Wenatchee we stopped by their fair. Our hosts had entered some of their lovely gardening masterpieces in the competition, and they got some sweet placements! Best of show with rosemary, several firsts for peppers and preserves, at least one second and one third...they did good. So that's one reason why we went. We also went because...yeah, I don't know. But I did get some fun photos! That's always a plus. At Spokane's we'll actually ride rides. Oh, I did get my deep fried Oreos. Insert plug for deep fried Oreos here: THEY ARE THE BEST THINGS EVER! For you health nuts out there, don't even start telling me how bad they are for me. I KNOW. Capiche? I KNOW and I DON'T CARE. They are that good. I know, I know, they sound gross. At least, that's what everyone says at first. I thought they sounded good when I first heard about them, but then again I am from Texas. Anyhoo, they're delicious melt-in-your-mouth cake balls with powdered sugar on the outside. If you ever get the chance, TRY ONE. Plug over. Look at my pictures. They're fun.

Final Thoughts

Triple? Whoa, dude. That's cray. Well, I'd like to add some final thoughts of the day. I haven't done this before, and it probably won't happen very often. I have this tendency to get really worked up over certain things, and sometimes that's dangerous. That is why I will limit these types of posts. On my personality test, one of my top 5 strengths was "belief," and you better believe it. When I believe something, I firmly believe it. That doesn't mean I'm close minded and ignorant; quite the contrary, it means I research and affirm my position before holding fast. And I don't condemn/judge anyone for theirs. I simply am not easily swayed from mine. ANYWAYS, I would like to post in memory of those who were lost as well as the loved ones they left behind on that fateful day twelve years ago today. On September 11, 2001, I entered my sixth grade science class, first period of the day, only to find my distraught teacher Mrs. B talking about some plane that hit a building in New York. I didn't even understand the full extent of the situation until I got home and my mother was watching the news playing the same pictures over and over again on the television. That day is burned in my mind despite my only being eleven years old at the time. I cried thinking about the nearly 3,000 people who died. I cried listening to the little girl sing at the Pennsylvania field where her father's plane crashed and everyone on board died. I cried watching the movie Flight 97, the movie depicting that man and his co-fliers' brave fight against the terrorist hijackers. Now people have all kinds of conspiracy theories flying around, and everyone thinks we went to war for this reason or that. No matter what people say, it won't change the past, and it won't change that all those lives were lost. The best thing we can do is remember the bond that was formed that day between citizens of the USA and live our lives and run our country in such a manner that those people and many thousands (maybe millions) before them did not die in vain. God bless America, God bless the world, and God bless those who lost their lives both on our soil and abroad so that we can stand here today and say whatever ill things we want to about them and each other. They are our heroes, and we would do well to embed them in our memories. God bless our troops.

Word of the Day: Pinchbeck

Double duty! WHAAAAT?? Today's word of the day is "pinchbeck." It means "made of an alloy of copper and zinc used especially to imitate gold in jewelry." It also means "counterfeit or spurious." Now I'm not sure what this piece of jewelry is actually made of; it may have a teeny bit of gold in it, but the pearl is fake (an observation I made due to its being glued straight on to the brooch), and the pin certainly is not worth a lot. Therefore, I choose it to be my pinchbeck. It does have a cool pattern, so definite points for trying must be awarded. You have fallen short, though, fool's brooch. Try foiling someone else next time.

Wenatchee, Washington

This past weekend I went on a trip with Tim's whole family to Wenatchee. Okay, so it was a mini trip. We had lots of fun exploring the little city, and Tim and I took a day to drive out to Leavenworth and the Grand Coulee Dam. That thing is cool. It ain't as tall as the Hoover, but it uses more concrete and is still extremely massive. I'm going to post the pictures little by little so I can squeeze out more posts. It's what I do to keep y'all coming back. Trade secret, shh! Just kidding. It's not a secret...anymore. Oh well! Here are the pictures from our walk along the irrigation stream thingy that our hostess works on. Not Hostess like the sweet treats, hostess like the nice lady who let us stay at her house and fed us yummy food. Her husband, the host, is very nice too. They are good people. Good people are nice. And...back to the pictures. Oh, and my nephew is walking now! Yay! I haven't told you that yet. You'll find out soon enough though.

Word of the Day: Fard

Fard. That's a funny word. It's one letter away from "fart," and that makes me giggle. Call me immature, but it does. Fard is a verb meaning "to paint (the face) with cosmetics." I'm not sure why the (the face) was needed...I'm not exactly sure what else you would paint with cosmetics...but these days, people get all kinds of creepy creative. I'm sure they've figured something weird out. I paint my face with cosmetics every morning. If nothing else, I at least apply powder. That's because I have a yucky oily face that needs covering. I don't wear excessive amounts anymore though. That was all for high school. College chills you out and makes you realize that you don't have to look like a clown for your friends to accept you. They actually don't mind if you don't have an ounce of makeup on. Woohoo! Yay college! Here is my fard photo.

Word of the Day: Aseptic

Wow. I have been terrible in regards to keeping up with the word of the day. The last one I posted was way back in July! I have six saved to my computer that I need to do. Here is the first one: aseptic. Aseptic means "preventing infection" and "free or freed from pathogenic microorganisms." Since I do not currently have a cut due to my being super careful in keeping out of situations in which I may receive one (not), I cannot take a picture of the second definition. The first I can do. I took a picture of everyone's favorite antiseptic (not the same word, but close) Hydrogen Peroxide. No matter how many times people tell you it doesn't, HYDROGEN PEROXIDE STINGS! It may not be knives in the skin stinging, but it hurts. Quit telling me it doesn't. Now that my mini rant is over, "aseptic" is a general adjective and "antiseptic" is more specific. They're basically the same thing, though, so I don't care that "antiseptic" is written on the bottle instead. If you do care then you can suck it.

Third Publishing

I've been published again! Yay! I submit photos to the local magazine Spokane/CDA Living sometimes, and right now I am 3 for 3 in getting published. This one is one of the 4th of July fireworks pictures, and it showed up in this month's copy. Hooray!