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Saturday, March 12 and Sunday, March 13, 2011

By Anonymous
SATURDAY

My parents and younger sister came up on Friday to visit for the weekend.

I made breakfast for everyone.



Bagels with ham, cheese, and eggs.

I realize how similar I am to my dad. Same pajamas, same socks and same right pant leg pulled up.

My dad thinks Peanut is a pipsqueek too and joins in on picking on him.

Since we have a big basement with nothing in it Dad decided we get the ping pong table.

All my life, well most of it my mom has always made us kids do the dishes. Now that I have a house its her turn.

Since Scott ate his bagel for lunch yesterday he has yogurt and granola for breakfast.

Apparently everyone wants in on the granola.

My mom brought us an unlabeled bottle of hot sauce. I'm not sure why, but Scott adds it to his collection of various hot sauces.

Both Mom and Chelsea go straight for their Ipods to play games.

 We wait while Dad decides to fix all the doors in the house. (I [Scott] helped)


We go out for lunch at Buster's on 28th. I've been wanting to go for awhile. They have a great beer selection but the food...not so much.


My parents loved their burger, but a few of Chelsea's chicken wings were undercooked.

And my adult grilled cheese had too much veggies and not enough cheese.


We then head over to Minnehaha Falls to check out the frozen waterfall. Mom really wanted to go, but when she found out you had to climb up hills and walk over ice to get behind it she changed her mind.


So just Dad, Chelsea and I went and it was definitely worth it. (Yeah, I stayed behind cause I'm nice)






Scott stayed behind with Mom. We will have to go back another time.


We then headed over to Hunt and Gather. This time I got a chair for my desk.

We went home and Scott and I made dinner.


Swedish meatballs with grilled potatoes and roasted asparagus.

Dinner was late and everyone was too tired for ice skating. We watched Diary of a Wimpy Kid instead.


SUNDAY


Again I make breakfast for everyone while Scott sleeps. Our version of Potatoes O'Brien.

Scott gets up with major bedhead that makes him look like the Fonz.

Mom was too full for a banana, but hungry enough for a bowl of cereal.

Chelsea doesn't like peppers or onions and has yogurt and granola instead.


Mom realizes her skates don't fit so she takes Chelsea's, making Chelsea have to rent hers.


We go to the Depot Ice Rink. Another place I've been wanting to go to for years.

Dad plays his favorite game. Any time he sees one of these machines he has to play.



Dad tells us Mom never really did learn to skate.





Both Mom and Dad skate longer than us "kids".

We have leftovers for lunch before they head back home. We had cauliflower bisque,

Lentil and Vegetable stew and meatballs.

Chelsea and Dad are already packed and ready to go while Mom starts packing.

After they leave I do all the dishes while Scott works on fixing the dishwasher.

We were tired so we watched the documentary The Parking Lot Movie.
We were also feeling lazy and weren't that hungry for dinner so we had popcorn instead. 

Good Night.


Comments

Chelsea said…
We had so much fun visiting!! I'm glad I was able to get off work to come.

I had to laugh at some of the comments. I kinda freaked my dog out when I did.
9:26 PM, March 24, 2011
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