Nothing gets by you people

Both cooldad and coolboy (my Dad and my baby brother) wanted to know if I'd fallen off a cliff on account of the lack of posting.

Sorry, nothing so exciting or deadly. I've been busy being a schmoopy and embarrassing person. Although I promise to try to keep that in check if only because I made my sister Jenny vomit all over her keyboard yesterday with my words.

Went down to Provo for Memorial Day and had a cookout, wherein there were:

Limeade and roasted red pepper & lime hummus by me

Homemade ice creams by Jenny. Think key lime, coconut cheesecake, dulce de leche, and chocolate mousse--and then go cry about whatever inferior dairy products you ingested on Monday. And maybe blame the person who fed them to you when you have to begin therapy.

Coolest berry couscous thing and that amazing Martha Stewart corn by Bethany. You grill the ear and then slathered it with butter & sour cream, sprinkled with paprika, rolled in asiago cheese. While eating it, you hope your reaction doesn't get filmed and end up on the Internet somewhere.

Insanely good cardamom cake by Cicada. Even if she doesn't offer you a piece, she might allow you to smell it. At which point your eyes will roll back into your head.

Lovely grilled meats and hospitality by Lyle, who is much happier now that she's done with the bedrest thing and now has a cute snuggle baby to show for all of that--one which is no longer actively trying to kill her.

But SPEAKING of babies and the people who are in the midst of producing them, I warned Gentleman Friend before we arrived that we were going to be among the child-bearers for the evening, and that the conversation most assuredly would, at some point, turn to things like afterbirth. It is unavoidable.

Except it ended up being way worse than I'd anticipated. I blame Cicada and her thirst for pregnancy knowledge, since she basically parked it on the couch and said, "Okay, tell me everything!" I did my best to be start other conversations with less nipple cracking and vaginal tearing over on the other side of the room. It helped a bit. Except I now have a really, really strong urge to order some of this online and start using it, like, today.

Ed snapped this pic me and Gentleman Friend at my mother's request. How cute is HE!


Cicada said... [reply]

His hands in that picture... I can't take my eyes off of them! I have never seen such beautiful hands!

Nemesis said... [reply]

Yeah, Jen has a big mouth. And that's not even what I said. Whatever, though. They ARE nice.

cooldad said... [reply]

I hope you got a release form signed before posting that picture of GF.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Woops. Knew I'd forgotten something. We'll have to see how litigious he turns out to be.

Gretchen said... [reply]

He's cute. So is your new 'do. And your shirt. Cute, cute, cute, all around!

Janssen said... [reply]

Good times indeed. And you know we want to hear all about the hands comment.

abby said... [reply]

I don't know which is more beautiful: him, you, or the ice cream cones you are holding. What does his shirt say?

Jenny said... [reply]

As an impartial judge, the ice cream cones are the most beautiful thing in the photo, aside from those gorgeous man hands.

Azúcar said... [reply]

Very cute, and by cute I mean upstanding and handsome yet responsible.

I love when the convo turns to birthing etc.!

blackjazz said... [reply]

Can he smile too? :-)

Hannah said... [reply]

He is cute!! And...I am jealous of the ice cream too!

chosha said... [reply]

I'm a bit hesitant to say this on a blog he probably reads, but GF's kinda hot, Nem. He reminds me of David Cubitt, the guy that plays Lee Scanlon on Medium. And that would be a good thing.

April said... [reply]

Aw, you're dating a giant! Good for you! (From now on my mind will interpret GF as Giant Friend instead of Gentleman Friend.)

Ice cream is always beautiful.

And I love your hair! So cute!

Nemesis said... [reply]

Sorry, look at me being all rude and not responding to comments.

Gretchen, thank you, thank you, thank you all around too!

Janssen, you will never drag it out of me. It's enough to say that I said something complimentary about his hands to my sister. Who did not care for that.

Abby, that ice cream really was amazing. He had key lime and chocolate and I had coconut and chocolate. I don't know what the shirt says--I'll ask.

Azucar, I both like and agree with your definition of cute.

Blackjazz, he CAN smile. And does.

Hannah, it was fabulous ice cream. It really was.

Chosha, I would offer to pass on your compliments but I'm sure I won't need to. Am now off to go find pics of David Cubitt to see if I notice a resemblance.

April, thanks for the hair compliment! And yeah, he looks kind of giant-like in this. He's 6 foot and I'm 5'3. Let's just hope I don't get snatched baldheaded by any outraged tall girls . . .

Audra said... [reply]

He looks like someone I have seen in a movie once... though I do not know which movie, or who it is... but not the Medium dude, that show creeps me out... there is something familiar there... it will hit me in the middle of the night or while driving and I will then tell you who it is...

but he is cute, you guys suit each other... so in fishin' terms (because I am southern and that is what I do): he looks like a keeper!

Usually Happy said... [reply]

Cute Hair!

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