Watching the presidential debates right now
They make my ears bleed. I don't know what to think or feel. So I'm taking a break to blog. And to report that tomorrow I'll be having me a sober Oktoberfest. A Soberfest, if you will. This, to me, is a perfect plan, because it involves all good things:
1. Getting outside. It can be hard sometimes to persuade GH that it might be a good idea to not sit in the living room with the blinds drawn and to instead go outside and be children of light.
2. Fall leaves. It's up at Snowbird, which should be gorgeous.
3. Lederhosen. Because that's hot.
4. Bratwurst. Also hot.
5. Celebrating the Land of my Birth. Check me out rockin' some German wear of my own back in the day.
Maybe I'll see some of you there! I'll be the one mauling a bratwurst while avoiding the zany clown. (The website says they have one. I don't do clowns. And to me "zany" means "will be waiting for you in the sewers later".)
(image from Snowbird website)
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
8 comments:
Mmm, bratwurst.
Is it possible to look at that last picture and not need a cough drop? I need to see if there are any Land of My Birth celebrations.
Love the dirndl picture. And I hear you on convincing the husband to get out of the dark house. But the bratwurst has to help with that, right? Mmm, bratwurst!
Speaking of bratwurst. I grilled brats from my staff last week. They were great.
Typo...that was grilled "for" my staff, not from my staff.
I totally agree, trust your insticts on the clowns. Otherwise hope you enjoy your Soberfest.
Clowns. *Shudder*
Fuuny thought concerning cooldad, I'm sure some of his staff could attest to their brats being grilled from time to time.
I spent the weekend with a nice German lady, and she gave me German chocolate.
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