Exciting Shiny New Thing One: Convertible
Spike's parents drove their 1991 Mercury Capri down from Illinois, left it for us to have fun with, and drove the big red Ford diesel truck-beast back home.
|Fun, zippy, and with a top that folds back.|
Exciting Shiny New Thing Two: Bicycle
Spike's parents brought my birthday present early. It's a bicycle! A new black one that's--you guessed it--shiny. And to go with it, Spike got me a helmet. Safety first, kids.
|Contrary to what this picture suggests, the Captain has a helmet too, which he wears on rides. Wouldn't want him to dent that pretty noggin!|
Exciting Shiny New Thing Three: Stand Mixer
It's a slightly early wedding present from Spike's mom and dad. I'm so excited! I've been waiting on one of these things since childhood! Honestly. I remember when my mom shopped for a new stand mixer when I was a kid. I lobbied for red. I think I even taped a note that said, "I'd look good in red" on the old stand mixer. Alas--Mom settled on off-white, and I was crushed. However, good things come to those who wait. Thanks, Mom and Dad Butters!
|It's true love. Hello cookies and cakes and icing and bread and more!|
Exciting Shiny New Thing Four: Harley Davidson Coffee
Also brought by Ma and Pop Butters. We do love our coffee.
|Believe it or not, that's actually an expression of approbation.|
Exciting Shiny New Thing Five: Peach Pie
Okay, so it isn't exactly shiny, but it is new. Spike's mom brought the filling, and we made a very happy pie.
|Seriously, have you ever seen a happier pie? Methinks not.|
In other news, Spike and I tried to go to Lake Elmer Thomas Recreation Area (part of Fort Sill) on Labor Day to canoe or kayak. Unfortunately, the winds were too high (Nonsense! Bring 'em on, we said!), so no watercraft were available to rent. Next, we tried swimming in the lake, but were mildly frightened by large hordes of rock-throwing teenagers who lurched around the lake without looking where they were going (or without looking where they were throwing their rocks, for that matter). Swimming is never worth a concussion, we figured, so we left fairly quickly. At least it was pretty!
|Lake Elmer Thomas. And some darn young people. (I'm 70 on the inside; I can say it.)|