Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Happy Cracker Night!

I had a notion today that when Larry died he went to heaven, straight to God and told him he needed to seriously do something about the restaurants in Hastings .. because ever since he's been gone, the choices of food places are getting better, especially the sushi. We had 2 sushi places a year ago, now we have 6 and it's not just Teriyaki Pumpkin (for real) sushi, it's the raw stuff. Still waiting for Albacore, but for now this will suffice.

Cracker night. We almost didn't make it.

Jumping through the fireworks.

I don't know why they pulled over onto the side of the road across from the house that has a houseful of babies. It was loud. I would have come out and told us to move along, but that's the problem with this place. Everyone's family so no one takes anyone seriously. Like my drunk cousins from up the road who think my tree by the mail box is a toilet.
What can you do?

Happy Cracker Night NZ.

Darrell was there.

... and then there was the trip to the emergency department at 6.30pm.
Primary Presentation practise at the chapel. I'd been telling her to sit down the entire time we were there, but since her ears aren't real she ran around like a monkey on banana crack right into the back of a chapel pew. The impact pushed her two front teeth backwards and she needs a dental consultation asap. We spent 2 hours in the ED and came home just as everyone was wrapping up Guy Fawkes night.

She looks like one of those things from The dark Crystal.
We'll be having Guy Fawkes tomorrow. Her Papa Greg cancelled tonight because she was in hospital.
All doped up on Pamol and fast asleep.

Forgot to say a big fat Happy Birthday, on the blog, to my sister for yesterday. She's 33 now ... 8 years older than me ;)

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