The Pioneer Woman posted my sister’s blog on her blog.
Basically, my sister is famous, is what I am saying.
The Pionner Woman. Scroll to Chicago.
This is me and my famous sister. And our bro.
The Pioneer Woman. And my SUPER sister.
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So you might not know this. But I love Hanson.
Sometimes I take trains to cars to pick me up to bring me to Hanson.
Hanson always involves coffee.
And embarrassing crowds.
Halloween: Arts, crafts, and goddesses
Every now and then…or every year…I like to dress up for Halloween. Last year, if you don’t remember, I was Sarah Palin, which was successful because Jeff was Joe Biden.
This year Corelyn and I put our thinking caps on, and decided to be goddesses. We were going to different parties, so we didn’t have to worry about being the same thing, but just in case we chose different goddesses. I was Aphrodite, and she Athena.
We hit Michael’s and Joann’s to get the crafts, and spent the better part of the afternoon and evening getting ourselves ready. It was one part prom, one part college party, and I loved every minute of it.
After having Becca ringlet both our heads, do both our makeup, and spending some time safety pinning gold to our dresses, we were ready.
San Gennaro Festival, LA
Corelyn called me yesterday to tell me, and Jeff texted me. “The Italian festival is here!” And indeed, it was. Last night we checked it out, and it was everything this Italian could ask for, and more.
This is the band that was playing. They were great, and got lots of people dancing, as you can see.
This is the three of us on the way to watch bocce ball for a while.
This is where you put a pin in wherever you are from in Italia. Jeff and I had to participate.
I made a comment about how I thought the Palluzzis where from outside Roma, but I wasn’t sure about the Iannuccis. Which prompted the woman to go, “Oh my god, Iannucci? I-A-N-N-U-C-C-I? Stop it. Do you know Rudy?” To which I said, “I’m not sure, where is he from?” to which she said “He lives in New Jersey.” To which I said, “I don’t know, maybe, I’m from back east.” And she proceeded to tell the other man working the both, “Oh my gawd, she’s from back east. Hon, write your name down. Write down you’re email. He’ll email ya.”
And of course, it wouldn’t be complete without running into my own family at the Festival, basically the only other Italians I know in California.
Photo of the Italian’s on the way out…Corelyn, I think, learned a lot.
We all knew it was coming.
Guys. I’m sorry I’ve been MIA.
If you remember last fall you’ll remember it’s quite busy at my job in the fall. No excuses: pressing on. Anyways, I wanted to let you know some exciting news. After pestering a bit and lots of encouragement, Corelyn and I have decided to start a food, life, love blog. I will continue to post here, but occasionally I’ll point you to there to enjoy food photography, recipes, etc. We’re excited to be starting a project together, and we’re excited to share it with you. We hope you’re excited, too.
