Eric’s Naga Pepper Incident

For those of you who have heard this story, it’s 1 part horrifying to 1 part hilarious. A co-worker of Eric’s decided to bring in some Bhut Jolokia chili pepper – Wikipedia also called the Naga or Ghost pepper into work he had grown in his garden. Eric is well known for liking obnoxiously hot things (see; wife – ha ha) and this seemed like quite the challenge. Did he cut off a tiny slice? No, he bit the entire pepper off in his mouth. What proceeded was about five minutes of blinding heat followed by half a day of stomach cramps that were so bad he thought at one time about heading to the hospital. Needless to say he survived the ordeal although you’d have to ask him if he’d ever eat a whole Naga pepper raw again.

Elliott’s Most Interesting 21st Birthday Party

My awesome and most favourite Aunt (snicker!) Tina put together an amazing 21st birthday party for her son Elliott in the theme of The Most Interesting Man in the World – (Wikipedia). So over the next few months Elliott’s friends and family all videotaped themselves talking about how Elliott is the most interesting man in the world. Then they put together a series of videos and showed it to him on the day of the party. From all over the US and even Europe (that was us) we sent videos for his special day. I just saw the final cut last night and had to post it all here. It’s a fantastic idea for a birthday party and wish we could have been there!

First off, this is the cake Tina and Elliott’s sister, Haley made for him. It wasn’t until Tina emailed me saying “That was a cake” that I realised that!

Awesome!

If I had been there I probably would have grabbed the beer and ruined the cake!

Now on to the videos!

And no video would be complete without outtakes!

Porter’s “Other name”

In England they say “Surname” for “Last name.” This took Eric and I some getting used to. Sort of like when they ask your birthdate and you automatically lead with the month as we were taught in the states instead of the day as they list it here. I’ve had to cross out many a “date” because of this because you’re trained to do it a certain way, it is hard to remember.

Well I ran into Porter’s teacher the other day and she was cracking up as she pulled me aside to tell me this story.

Teach: “I cracked up today when I saw something Porter wrote.”

Me: “Uh oh…”

Teach: “No, no, it’s fine – here let me tell you what happened.”

Me: “Uh oh…”

Teach: (smiling) “So Porter was writing out his name on his spelling test and it says ‘Surname’ so he wrote ‘Porter Bray’”

Me: “Uh oh…”

Teach: (laughing now) “So then for ‘other name’ *meaning first name* he writes… P. MAN!”

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

Our 12 year anniversary

For our 12th anniversary we were finally settled, but just barely in London, England. It was interesting to be in a completely new place but with the stress of the move to a new country, I opted for a quiet dinner within walking distance from our  house in Herne Hill. We ended up at Pullens Restaurant and Bar, a restaurant from the Victorian Era and from there we did a bit of pub hopping around to the various bars within our city. It was nice, we were able to walk everywhere and we got a little taste of what our area has to offer.

Eric gave me a beautiful necklace set with earrings that are ceramic. I love the colour as I think it’s safe to assume at this point that I purple is my favourite colour.

Coming up with a gift for your anniversary when you move into a new home on the 1st and your anniversary is a few days later was tough as I didn’t have a car and hadn’t used any public transportation by myself at the time. I was also putting together an entire house as well. I found a small gift shop and after ransacking everything knick and knack they had, I noticed this little guy perched about the owners desk. Well, it made me giggle and therefore was the perfect gift for the Hubs. Those of you who know us personally understand why it is so funny to us. Unfortunately instead of him making his way to Eric’s office, he seems to found a home in my kitchen on the shelf near my stove. I think a migration will be in order soon!

My stupid best friend Michele

Yes, she’s my stupid best friend and she knows it.  I do love her to death and she’ll laugh and roll her eyes when she reads this but it’s all true. I moved to London recently, if you couldn’t figure it out from all the other recent posts, and I think she’s really going to miss me. We kid each other and make fun of each other’s little nuances. Kind of like when she threw me a going away party and I made a crack that the flowers on the table were clearance and she starts giggling because they totally are. She’s that kind of friend. She also managed to lose all of my Christmas cards the day I gave them to her to mail for me after I left for London. She’s also always been there for me, dropped everything when I asked her to and was always available to help in any way I needed it.

Recently it was our last day together and she shows me this really expensive necklace online and then says, “But I’m not getting it for you…” so instead we ran out to Walmart and to the “fine jewelry” section and looked for those gold best friend necklaces from the 90s. We couldn’t find any and so when the sales associate came by to ask what we needed help for I insisted that she ask where we could find them. Through my laughter and her mortification she asked for help finding breakable best friend necklaces so I could take my half with me. The lady looks at her, then me, sniffs and then goes, “um, in the little girl’s section?” HILARIOUS!

Sidebar: she once gave me a toilet cleaning brush for Christmas. True story.

So we found these two pink puzzle piece necklaces. One says “Best” the other says “Friends” for $5.00 and we each took one home. Of course I love it because I love her but would I wear it? Not often.

Then, at a family wedding, my aunt runs up to me with a box from Michele.  I have no idea what is in it or what to expect so I waited a few days to open it. I’ll show you what I got:

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WTH?? It says "Today's the day to SPARKLE" and Eric goes "Oh god, is this some Twilight bullshit?" ha ha ha ha

*gasp* HOLY CRAP!

So my sweet Michele totally surprised me with a gorgeous necklace (my bday and xmas gifts until 2014 she says) and I absolutely love it. This is why she’s my sweet best friend.

Stupid best friend! :)

Gracie’s first lost tooth!

Wow, that's not creepy AT ALL Gracie!

So the night before Halloween (Halloween’s Eve) we finally “convinced” Gracie to let Daddy pull her tooth. Even after she’s seen Porter lose six of his teeth, she still – like most kids – freaked out at the idea of a tooth being taken from her. We video taped it, just like we did to Porter and we tried really hard to be nice about it. It was hilarious seeing her get so upset but as you can see at the end, she was really happy! The tooth fairy visited her last night, taking her tooth and leaving her a whopping $5.00! Yes, she’s wearing a Hooters shirt. Now normally I wouldn’t really promote Hooters even though we love the place but we figured it was a nice keepsake to take with us to London. I bet there aren’t any Hooters-eque restaurants there! The best part: the shirt she’s wearing is an adult female small. Wow. Really?!

 

 

I’m still here (just barely)

So I know this blog is lagging, I promise to get back to the normal day to day stuff but with us trying to move from Georgia to London, England, I’m a little bit preoccupied! I hope to get back to normal within a few months during this move but for now I’ll leave you with this.

We’re at Mellow Mushroom the other day where they have a huge Transformer Bumblebee in the corner. It’s busy but not packed. I see the Transformer so I get Porter’s attention and point it out to him and go over with my iPhone to take a picture of it and Gracie goes with me. So we’re standing there, I’m taking a picture and Gracie yells to the huge group of guys sitting next to the sculpture, “LOOK! THE BUMBLEBEE HAS A WIENER!”

Ugh. Luckily that’s the least of my concerns so I chuckled, shrugged my shoulders and ate my pie.

Bumblebee, We see your wiener.

Porter “Spiderman’s” a wall in London

Porter tries to run and grab a wall outside of a restaurant in London when we were visiting. I just though it was cute and his determination was spot on…

GRADY BABY REPRESENT!

So, this only really applies to you Atlanta people. If you were born at Grady hospital in downtown Atlanta, then they call you a Grady Baby. I was born at Grady and I am, with pride, a Grady Baby. I find that when people say “hey, are you from here” and then you say “I’m a Grady baby” they’re made aware that you are about as ATL as you can get! That said, we’re in London a few weeks ago in the city of Clapham. We’re having lunch with our relocation specialists at a small cafe where there is one woman working the whole dining room and because of this, as is common in London, we ordered our lunch at the counter. Eric orders, the woman  asks him in an adorable English accent, “are you from the States.” He replies yes and that we are from Atlanta, GA. I kid you not, she goes “OH, ME TOO! I was born at Grady.”

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR!

So of course he tells her I was born there too. Apparently she was born there and when she was a few months old her family relocated to London so she was raised there with the accent and all the culture but if you ask her where she’s from she’ll tell you “I’m a Grady Baby.”

Small world!

Happy Bunnies or Pooping Dogs?

Anyone who has children opposite sexes knows what it’s like when a boy sits down to draw and when a girl sits down to draw. I don’t think my children are any different. You might even say they are polar opposites it seems when they sit down to draw for me. Maybe a picture would explain this better…

Typical Porter Piece:

Interesting...

see how the sunlight plays against the shadows of the dog’s poop as it obliterates a flower… Niiiice.

Then there is Gracie’s artwork:

I see...

two obnoxiously ecstatic bunny rabbits on their hind legs high-fiving the world… that’s she and I if you were wondering.

As you can see, completely different points of reference for these two. I’m not saying all of the drawings go this way, just most of them and there is nothing at all wrong with that!

I leave you with a lighter piece from Mr. Porter:

I love you too, dude.

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