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The Ketchup Bottle too Full

I’ve decided I’m a bit of a Ketchup bottle lately and have been filled so full  that things just aren’t coming out to share in a flowing motion.

Since my last post in which our friends were out to visit in February, the very next day, one of my cousins arrived for a five day visit.  His mom (my aunt) had recently passed, so it was good to be together and share time.

We hiked,

and even made it to East Denver to see another cousin of ours for an afternoon of fun, food and stories.

Just a few days after Jer left, I left for Nashville.  Our friend Patty from Chattanooga had been in Vanderbilt Hospital intensive care since December with complete heart failure, so I had booked a trip out to spend some time and hopefully provide some cheer.  It was a quick 4 day trip, but felt great to see her (just released from ICU before I arrived) and also stay with Jas and Ro and hear of their recent adventures.

The next weekend, it was beautiful and Ted surprised me by agreeing to go for an impromptu hike in a park we had not been to before.

Make sure we take you to Staunton State Park when you come out sometime.  It truly is a gorgeous place to hike.

That same weekend, some of our friends kids had an gig playing in a “school of rock” kind of band.  It was really great to see them excelling and enjoying themselves on stage in a real venue.

The next weekend, I had a Mom’s night on Friday and then Ted and I headed to the mountains for a few days of skiing with our friends from North Carolina and Missouri and staying at the “Joe Cabin” (a whole nother story that goes back too many years to count)

The view from the deck of the cabin along the Colorado River.

The following weekend, I had been invited to meet my cousin in South Dakota and climb Harney Peak.  We met at my friend Sally’s house (I think this is my first great friend that share’s my name), and left pre-dawn the next morning and climbed the peak along with the sun.  At 7242 feet, it boasts as being the highest point east of the Rocky Mountains and west of the Pyrenees Mountains of Europe.

Atop the peak is the Fire lookout station and a 360 degree view.  Well worth the effort.


Which brings us to last weekend – consisting  of having friends – whom we haven’t gotten to see at all this winter – over on Friday, new neighbors over for a meet and greet on Saturday and of course, there was the Dinner and Dead group on Sunday.

Mix into those weeks, other Dinner and Dead Sunday’s, some nights out with the kids, and there hasn’t been much free spare time for writing.

I’m really only managing this today because it is rainy (much needed) and I am at the computer at lunch instead of on a walk in the greenbelt space near the office.

There are of course, lots of stories within all of the excursions, but that’s where the bottled up sensation takes over.  Choosing and relaying seem to be oh so much harder if I don’t do it at the time.

Heck, I still have way too many stories from my time off last summer that I haven’t relayed yet. (but I do really want to get some of those out).

 

Dinner and Dead with a surprise visit.

03/29/15

life is full of surprises

Today is the season finally of “The Walking Dead”.  For those who are not familiar, it is a show about survival in the zombie apocalypse.   I really had little interest in the show as I  had seen the first episode then decided that I would rather read then see the gore of the show.  But sometimes something happens that surprises you.

Well, my family got hooked and then they got our good friends hooked as well.  So “Dinner and Dead” was started.  You see, I can watch and make fun of just about anything if it involves good food and friends.

So for the past few seasons, their family of four and our family of four have gotten together for amazing dinners and then sit down to watch/scrutinize/analyze the walking dead and usually stay to see the “Talking Dead” show afterward.  The Talking Dead is possibly my favorite segment as they end of verbalizing much of our conversations during the show.

Our friends then started making commemorative cakes for the mid-season and end of season finales.

Below was the Easter marshmallow zombie bunny cake.

easter dead cake

Then they did a homage to what I was told was a season one episode with a gal dragging her half body along. (I still haven’t seen the first few seasons).

sally iphone 001

Next time it was the “Look at the flowers Lizzy” cake with some of the bunnies she had cut up.

Lizzy cake

Then last time we had the “Terminus” cake complete with a box car and a circle of bones.

sal iphone 087

For the past several months it has only been the seven of us since #1 son is away at welding school.  Then to my surprise, he showed up today as he has a two week break from school due to changing programs.  So good to see him!  Turns out he hasn’t been watching as it isn’t as enjoyable without the Dinner and Dead for him either.

Our friends have been out of town, so there will be no commemorative cake for tonight’s episode.

I did however make a home made lemon meringue pie for dessert to celebrate first born being home.   We are also having brisket, seasoned baked potato wedges,  beans, home made rolls and salad.  It’s really the meal and friends that make it special every Sunday.

special sunday

Wilma,  I did get up and do a set of Jane’s exercises before running out of time. I also went for my Sunday hike.  Last night I was feeling guilty about taking the day off so I did some pull-up attempts.  I can’t still do them all the way, but am making if farther.  I cranked on my shoulder a little too much as it seems that I can go to a certain point without pain, but when I get closer to getting my chin up there, it is too much for the shoulder.  I’ve learned my lesson and will continue the other exercises to strengthen it and when attempting the pull-ups, will only go half way.

I also changed the order of the exercises Jane has us doing as I seriously can’t have the last ones being on the floor where I can just roll over and rest.  And by rest, I mean go back to sleep on the carpet.

Love Betty