Karen sends her posts from Burbank, CA, USA
After a delicious breakfast of tomatoes, basil, lots of garlic (Hubby's still gone so why the hell not?) and baguette I look out my front window and this is what I see.
This is a picture I took of a horse dressed as a lion in the middle of a sneeze.
I love this picture so much I could just stop here.
Every year the city of Burbank has a parade.
Ours is one of the streets they block off.
There are cowboys and indians in my front yard.
Embarrassing Fun Fact about me!
True Story
Did I ever tell you about the secret crush I've had on Paul Revere since I was 7 years old?
Let's just say that when I finally visited Paul Revere's House in Boston last year and saw his silver and gold work I burst into happy tears.
Back to the clowns and little ponies!
(A clown holding a mirror up to my face is actually a fear of mine.)
There were firemen (sigh) ....I mean fire trucks!
Marching bands and cool cars.
By 2:00pm the streets are cleaned and there's no sign of the parade.
Time to go to Momma's house for a pajama party! Tammy came over to spend the night too. (So you already know it's gonna be fun!) Momma fixed one of her classic dinners: wing dings, rice a roni and cole slaw. My childhood comfort food.
The Sgt Major and Rosalie came over. Way too much fun!
I lugged my ice cream maker and ingredients over to my Momma's and made mint chocolate chip French ice cream for everyone.
I think we are all going to make it a monkey pajama party weekend.
Have a great weekend everyone!