Adventures in Blythe

didn't wanna end 2008 without updating my blog, complete with every little note that's worth remembering, even though it would be a wee bit embarrassing on my part. for now i might regret jotting them down here. but 10 years down the road when all i have left is my fading memory to remind me of all the good times i've had, i'm sure i'll appreciate all the faux pas moments i've written here. this one, is about my little runaway trip to Blythe, Kenna's home, with Sheena and Roy - for thanksgiving. its been... almost a month, but i kept scrapes of notes about the trip so now i can write a proper post on our Blythe adventures.

"CAAAAT!!! come here caaaattt!" that would be Roy shrieking with excitement when he saw the two big cats - Booty and Spaz. the two liked him more than Walla did, Kenna's cat, though only slightly more. :P and so Roy was fussing about how cats don't like him. me thinks it's because he is kinda like one himself so the cats probably see him as competition - competing for attention, that is. so roy likes to refer walla as "the bloody arrogant cat" but walla won the bitch fight cuz she attempted to scratch him and came this close to getting him haha. grow some claws roy, maybe you'll win someday :P

Sheena blowing the didgeridoo, a wind instrument of the Aborigines of northern Australia.
Kenna got it from Down Under when she was there.

upon Roy's request, i have to say: he did a great job blowing the didgeridoo , in fact he blew the best amongst us all. AND he's damn proud of it. my first attempt was a total failure. -_-

thanksgiving lunch yay. that's grandpa Joe by the way, Kenna's grandpa. a very very nice guy.
on the table: 2 pumpkin pies, a pecan pie, sweet potato souffle with marshmallows on top (my favorite dessert),
turkey and its stuffing, cream corn, mini crossants and butterbread buns.

so much food. anddddd writing this is making me hungry...

homey meal in the cozy living room.
nothing beats warm good food, great company and an abundance of dessert.

so carefree, yet behind those glasses, still a little bit guarded.

she's the wise one among us.

never seen anyone more gullible than me. :( but i'm contented, in my little world.

no one bullies her or her friends. confident, righteous, trustworthy, reliable.
a great friend with a great personality, in a nutshell.

so health conscious, gym freak, and he has two big mice on both arms.
he's secret (well, not so secret anymore) fantasy is to be a professional model someday.

us and Kenna's mom, Becky. such a great host, with such hospitality.
very cool mom. after all, you don't meet many women who hunts. ;)

there's much more. like:
- the chicken in the backyard named Chicken. Chicken's poo. and me stepping on her poo.
- the korean BBQ we brought and sheena barbequed, the hot and sour soup me and roy made.
- the neon green panty *ahem*, the never-ending tease about it.
- mixing holiday nog (the alcoholic eggnog) with milk that tastes absolutely delicious :)
- going to the caverns, peeing behind the bush!!!!
- crossing the california-arizona border, the fat dude at border patrol stop acting like he's all that.
- going to Phoenix, AZ for black friday, and listening to christmas songs on the way there.
- driving to the Colorado river.
- sand dunes, sands in shoes, modelling session.
- CJ the cutest little girl i fell in love with almost instantly; roy's crazy laugh that scared CJ away.

- some car moments: sheena's blunder - "pop ice" vs. Popeye's. :P roy's absolutely-lovely/scary singing. traffic. my broken vow of not eating mcDonald's for the whole year. lil' K's rap!!!

- and omg the cat (dunno which one) peed on my camera bag AND my towel!!! :((((
- playing scrabble and cranium! xena the warrior princess, flash in the pan!! :D
- rain. fresh pots of coffee. chilling indoors watching Sex and the City (the movie). hot choc with marshmallows.
- Horny Toad Saloon (the town's bar), playing shuffleboard, pool.
- the number 'twelve seventeen'.
- driving out to the country, cotten plucking, hay bales.

ahhh such good times. memories are history rewritten the way we wanted to remember. i know mine would be made up of only the cozy moments that make me smile.

edited: Thank you so much Kenna, for inviting us to spend an unforgettable thanksgiving with you and your fam!