Weekend Recap -- in which someone turns a year older!
Thursday was daltontrix's birthday. He took the day off and we went to Disney World! Specifically, to the Epcot Center. It had a flower theme thing going on, so there were lots of character shaped plant collections. At first the giant golf ball was closed and Frankie was saaaad. But then we got railroaded into a hang glider simulation and I drug him onto a boat ride that took us through SCIENCE with minimal impact food growing studies and he got all wired and excited again.
Then we saw a mini house with all of the latest house gadgets in it and both went all melty at the prospect of living in a gadgety-filled home. Complete with wind generator and rainwater purifier! And the coolest shower ever! And an awesome mini oven thingie! And a nifty water heater thingie that works reactively somehow.
Next, we went on the race car ride and we were in the front of two rows with some other gal around our age. While they send you through the GO REALLY FAST part, they take your picture, and it was kind of hilarious because all three of the people in the back were freaking out, and all three of us in the front were sitting upright with our hands in our laps.
Then we did "space training for the first ever landing on Mars" with a guy and gal that had a British-like accent. I think it was mother and teenage son. They were pretty fun, and we all made jokes about how we each were going to fail our jobs and doom us all to death.
Eventually, we went and found out that the golf ball was open so we went through an amazingly quick line and saw a ridiculous summery of people and then made a goofy video about the future (which, if anyone really wants to see it, I saved it and could upload upon request -- it's not amusing enough that I'll force it on anyone, though). I had the foresight to grin like a loonie but Frankie's just making a ... regular face. Like a bum. They allowed us to e-mail it to ourselves (which is how I have it), but they switched our heads around and it's not quite as funny now.
I conned Frankie into going on a perfume tour of fancy French perfumes (and got free samples, yay!) and then we went to the Japan area and he got curry. I just got jealous because it was beef curry and I wanted some. I instead got a lame salad thing with bizarre dressing that would've been more edible if they hadn't gotten so heavy handed with it. We followed up with some more walking around THE WORLD but then Frankie started feeling icky. We ran into another girl who was in Greece for the full year like I was and we both spent a few seconds staring at each other before expressing our baffledness. Luckily, she wanted to go enjoy her undergrad celebration of Disney with her beau, so we went into an air conditioned area! Only it didn't help because it was a panorama movie thingie that made Frank sick in another way entirely. Then he let me drag him to the tea tour I'd been wanting to go to before we headed over for the Honey, I Shrunk the Audience theatre thingie. Then I pulled him into another ridiculous ride with, somehow, NO line, even though he started saying he was feeling fine. Even though the ride was kinda terrifying, it was nice and cool, and the sitting helped, so I didn't feel as bad about completely ruining him on his birthday with my lame, boring tea tour desires.
Then we wandered the world looking for food. We rode the Mexico ride and it had a mini It's A Small World section in it, as well as references to a movie that neither of us remembered (maybe because it was from the 40s) that we watched when we got home that night. As we travelled around, we eventually went back to Japan world because I wanted incense and knew they had my kind. They even had some burning! And of course we wandered around the store being geeky for a bit. Then he bought a soda and we were done getting souvenirs. Then I waffled about wanting fish and chips and we decided to go home instead. I literally dropped off the moment we got on the interstate, so Frankie suffered with a HORRIBLY BORING hour and a half drive until we got much closer to home and I started to wake up. It took a few tries, but I managed before we got off the interstate at least, and we picked up dinner before reaching the apartment. He got some bleh McDonald's food (I had a mocha -- a terrible mocha which I shall hopefully remember next time that both of my experiences with have not been pleasant) and I got a Lean Cuisine and bread. We ate and watched that 40s Donald movie and then pretty much passed out.
Then Friday happened! We went to UP and it was awesome. Also really really really sad. Also awesome. But very sad. Everyone should see it, but don't go in and get blindsided by SAD like we did. Sheesh. Frankie also bought himself inFamous and has been playing as a good guy. I'm considering playing and being Blatantly Evil. We shall see.
After Friday happened, Saturday happened and we picked up 7 pounds of fish fillets that I ordered for $36. We really like fish and I know three ways to make it, now. Poached with dill, in the foil with hot sauce, and lightly battered and fried. Just in case anyone was going "ZOMG THERE IS NO VARIETY IN YOUR LIFE". Also, it is frozen and there are three types. So nyah.
Finally, yesterday was Sunday. We went to Frankie's family's and they made him pizza on request. I got weird pizza made of egg roll filling that didn't have chicken stuff in it and thus was safe for me (as they used imitation crab instead of actual crab) and it turned out surprisingly nummy. Even though it had a thick crust, I actually really liked it! The cake decorating cousin asked me for a secret design idea and the one she ended up going with was Waluigi. It turned out awesome. All kinds of awesome. If she does as she said she would and sends us a picture of the awesome cake, I shall try to remember to stick it up here. From the sounds of it, it was kind of chaotic to make, but she also was super excited because she had a blast problem solving and being creative, so everyone was happy!
.... and now we have a GIANT FREAKING DOUBLE LAYER CHOCOLATE CAKE with WAY MORE FROSTING THAN IS HOLY that looks awesome as Waluigi still has most of his face and hat, but might actually kill us with its sugary excess.
I was also a genius and suggested cookies baked from pre-made dough for Frankie's snack that he takes with his lunch sandwiches to work. We played lots of Lego Batman last night, so they didn't get made until this morning, and I kinda rushed through it, but they turned out better than expected for store brand dough (as my only screening of his choice was to make sure he didn't pick something made with LARD). I've had better premade-ish stuff, but I've also had far, far, far worse. I even still got a sense of accomplishment from it since I managed to bake them, make Frank's breakfast of fried eggs with veggie bacon and toast, and do up the sandwiches, all with time to spare even though I only had an hour to work with from the moment of rising.
It's a shame no one lives near enough to us to come eat some of the Waluigi cake, though. Seriously. It's a huge freaking cake.
Edit:
BUT IT IS SO FREAKING AWESOME. Also: ask and you shall receive, I guess!
Edit part 2:
For scale, here is Frankie with his cake. They may both be tall kinda-Italians, but luckily there is not much resemblance beyond that.
Also, Frankie blows out his candles and I sit there looking stupid at his family's request. And giving myself a double chin not by request. I feel like a Fatty McFat Fat. But whatever! Frank's actually 26, not 3. For the record. Also, the button is the one they gave me at the gate at Epcot for being with a Birthday Boy. Frank got one that said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" and had his name written on it. The shirt he is wearing is a birthday present from my mother and comes from the local Drug Store in Springfield, Nebraska.
Then we saw a mini house with all of the latest house gadgets in it and both went all melty at the prospect of living in a gadgety-filled home. Complete with wind generator and rainwater purifier! And the coolest shower ever! And an awesome mini oven thingie! And a nifty water heater thingie that works reactively somehow.
Next, we went on the race car ride and we were in the front of two rows with some other gal around our age. While they send you through the GO REALLY FAST part, they take your picture, and it was kind of hilarious because all three of the people in the back were freaking out, and all three of us in the front were sitting upright with our hands in our laps.
Then we did "space training for the first ever landing on Mars" with a guy and gal that had a British-like accent. I think it was mother and teenage son. They were pretty fun, and we all made jokes about how we each were going to fail our jobs and doom us all to death.
Eventually, we went and found out that the golf ball was open so we went through an amazingly quick line and saw a ridiculous summery of people and then made a goofy video about the future (which, if anyone really wants to see it, I saved it and could upload upon request -- it's not amusing enough that I'll force it on anyone, though). I had the foresight to grin like a loonie but Frankie's just making a ... regular face. Like a bum. They allowed us to e-mail it to ourselves (which is how I have it), but they switched our heads around and it's not quite as funny now.
I conned Frankie into going on a perfume tour of fancy French perfumes (and got free samples, yay!) and then we went to the Japan area and he got curry. I just got jealous because it was beef curry and I wanted some. I instead got a lame salad thing with bizarre dressing that would've been more edible if they hadn't gotten so heavy handed with it. We followed up with some more walking around THE WORLD but then Frankie started feeling icky. We ran into another girl who was in Greece for the full year like I was and we both spent a few seconds staring at each other before expressing our baffledness. Luckily, she wanted to go enjoy her undergrad celebration of Disney with her beau, so we went into an air conditioned area! Only it didn't help because it was a panorama movie thingie that made Frank sick in another way entirely. Then he let me drag him to the tea tour I'd been wanting to go to before we headed over for the Honey, I Shrunk the Audience theatre thingie. Then I pulled him into another ridiculous ride with, somehow, NO line, even though he started saying he was feeling fine. Even though the ride was kinda terrifying, it was nice and cool, and the sitting helped, so I didn't feel as bad about completely ruining him on his birthday with my lame, boring tea tour desires.
Then we wandered the world looking for food. We rode the Mexico ride and it had a mini It's A Small World section in it, as well as references to a movie that neither of us remembered (maybe because it was from the 40s) that we watched when we got home that night. As we travelled around, we eventually went back to Japan world because I wanted incense and knew they had my kind. They even had some burning! And of course we wandered around the store being geeky for a bit. Then he bought a soda and we were done getting souvenirs. Then I waffled about wanting fish and chips and we decided to go home instead. I literally dropped off the moment we got on the interstate, so Frankie suffered with a HORRIBLY BORING hour and a half drive until we got much closer to home and I started to wake up. It took a few tries, but I managed before we got off the interstate at least, and we picked up dinner before reaching the apartment. He got some bleh McDonald's food (I had a mocha -- a terrible mocha which I shall hopefully remember next time that both of my experiences with have not been pleasant) and I got a Lean Cuisine and bread. We ate and watched that 40s Donald movie and then pretty much passed out.
Then Friday happened! We went to UP and it was awesome. Also really really really sad. Also awesome. But very sad. Everyone should see it, but don't go in and get blindsided by SAD like we did. Sheesh. Frankie also bought himself inFamous and has been playing as a good guy. I'm considering playing and being Blatantly Evil. We shall see.
After Friday happened, Saturday happened and we picked up 7 pounds of fish fillets that I ordered for $36. We really like fish and I know three ways to make it, now. Poached with dill, in the foil with hot sauce, and lightly battered and fried. Just in case anyone was going "ZOMG THERE IS NO VARIETY IN YOUR LIFE". Also, it is frozen and there are three types. So nyah.
Finally, yesterday was Sunday. We went to Frankie's family's and they made him pizza on request. I got weird pizza made of egg roll filling that didn't have chicken stuff in it and thus was safe for me (as they used imitation crab instead of actual crab) and it turned out surprisingly nummy. Even though it had a thick crust, I actually really liked it! The cake decorating cousin asked me for a secret design idea and the one she ended up going with was Waluigi. It turned out awesome. All kinds of awesome. If she does as she said she would and sends us a picture of the awesome cake, I shall try to remember to stick it up here. From the sounds of it, it was kind of chaotic to make, but she also was super excited because she had a blast problem solving and being creative, so everyone was happy!
.... and now we have a GIANT FREAKING DOUBLE LAYER CHOCOLATE CAKE with WAY MORE FROSTING THAN IS HOLY that looks awesome as Waluigi still has most of his face and hat, but might actually kill us with its sugary excess.
I was also a genius and suggested cookies baked from pre-made dough for Frankie's snack that he takes with his lunch sandwiches to work. We played lots of Lego Batman last night, so they didn't get made until this morning, and I kinda rushed through it, but they turned out better than expected for store brand dough (as my only screening of his choice was to make sure he didn't pick something made with LARD). I've had better premade-ish stuff, but I've also had far, far, far worse. I even still got a sense of accomplishment from it since I managed to bake them, make Frank's breakfast of fried eggs with veggie bacon and toast, and do up the sandwiches, all with time to spare even though I only had an hour to work with from the moment of rising.
It's a shame no one lives near enough to us to come eat some of the Waluigi cake, though. Seriously. It's a huge freaking cake.
Edit:
BUT IT IS SO FREAKING AWESOME. Also: ask and you shall receive, I guess!
Edit part 2:
For scale, here is Frankie with his cake. They may both be tall kinda-Italians, but luckily there is not much resemblance beyond that.
Also, Frankie blows out his candles and I sit there looking stupid at his family's request. And giving myself a double chin not by request. I feel like a Fatty McFat Fat. But whatever! Frank's actually 26, not 3. For the record. Also, the button is the one they gave me at the gate at Epcot for being with a Birthday Boy. Frank got one that said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" and had his name written on it. The shirt he is wearing is a birthday present from my mother and comes from the local Drug Store in Springfield, Nebraska.