The Milk MEAD Does RenFest

MEAD: Honey Wine

After two bottles of this delectable libation at the Houston Renaissance Festival yesterday (shared with my Pal B, of course) I officially declared myself the Milk Mead!

Drunken debauchery, men in kilts taking photos of their bare genitalia, henna tattoos, steak on a stick, Mud Men, and K grounding us from any further alcohol were only some of the highlights of this weekend...

There was also drunk dialing, discussions (in depth) of Brazilian waxing, the whoring of Christoper Titus' comedy on You-Tube, drinking before noon, and the waking up of people who had to go to work today (late last night = getting yelled at).

Tomorrow is back to reality. I fly back home later tonight and leave H-town until a date to be announced much later.

I leave my friends B&K, I leave the city I've come to love, I leave company I am at home with.

-The Milk Maid says party on til next time Garth!

Home Again!

We got home yesterday around 3... mostly ahead of the storm system that blew across the South East and other parts. We stayed under a tornado watch until 9-ish.

We had a blast on the trip! The girls loved the aquarium and the dinosaur museum we went to. We also got a hotel with a heated pool and everyone enjoyed a little dip. We were so exhausted that we ordered from a steak delivery place and ate at the hotel on Saturday night.

That's pretty much it in a nutshell... Here are a few pics (the ones from the aquarium didn't turn out, so these are Tallulah Gorge, the dino museum and hotel shots):

Pre-Trip...

Ava can now say, "I got it!"

Even when she doesn't always "get it".

What it should say, "Welcome to Tallulah Gorge, a big ol' deep hole your dumb ass will fall into if you don't stay behind this large FENCED ENCLOSURE. We know, we've seen it happen!"

The bottom is down there, somewhere.

You can see parts of the bottom of the canyon from the top, I am told. I wouldn't get too close to the edge, so I guess I will take everyone's word for it.

Mama and the girlies!

Our little hotel- the new home of "SWR" (Sissies World Wrestling)

I think Faith got sucker punched here...

The neighbors loved us, I'm sure!

Big J, scoring some grub for us!

At the dino museum!

Faith under the Apatosaurus.

"Everyone look- mommy is taking a photo!"

"I got it!"

"Dude- like woah"

"Lalalala- can't here mommy- lalalalalala"

Faith in front of the megalodon jaws.

The storm we hit, at the top of Clingman's Dome (near the NC/TN border, going thru the Cherokee National Forrest).

Very bad weather- I was glad to get down the mountain- You could see for miles the day before!

Vacation Photos, Despida Dos

And for your continued enjoyment:

And if me in a bathing suit does not send you screaming... then this is Ava's 1st ever beach-dip in Progresso, Yucatan, Mexico. Whoooohooo!

A sassy old lady who picked up cans on the beach and throughout town... She took up with Ava (and vice versa)-- and she totally struck a pose for my camera!

Jef wouldn't let me keep her.

The lovers in love.

Big J-- happy at our fave restaurant in Cozumel and waiting for tacos and margaritas (more margaritas).

Ava before...

Ava after a shooter (of milk... whole milk! That's all!)

Faithie-Poo the Magnificent!

Snuggly buggly lil Ava... all happy after a full meal.

Aww- Kisses for mama... A rare treat! And what do I owe this pleasure to?

Ava talking her dada into all kinds of nonsense.

Me... Taking a photo of me.

Non (our room steward) and the girlies. She fell in love with my gals, but who can blame her?

The Sissies embrace.

The Milk Maid says donde esta el bano?

More fun fun fun: audio racks

Vacation Photos, Despida Uno

I kept debating whether or not I should do a slide show or just post pics from the vacation, and being as I am one of many words I decided to include a brief (usually brief) explanation for each photo so you would have a clue as to what you were seeing.

And without further adieu:

At the USS Alabama Battleship

Faith is lining up her gun sights!

Faith viewed the battleship as a giant playground... we did our best to explain the history, but with her it just seemed like tons of fun!

I'm 5'8. She's 9 years old... think she will outgrow me?

Daddy and Ava looking across the harbor (at the cruise ship- haha!)

Mommy finally got to put the camera down and hold her baby girl... what you dont see here is Ava clawing the snot out of me about 3 seconds later. Painful, yet hilarious!

Anchor chains do not make the best seat... but you can definately tell how large they are.

Raring and ready to go go go

Jef's favorite plane- this is a coast guard sea plane called the Albatross. How much does he love the plane?... Look very close at his hat. And his shirt.

In the suite... Faith got a book bag full of activites to play with! She will still partially in shock at the whole cruise experience in this photo- she constantly wandered around going "wooah!"

Ava climbing. No one is surprised, right?

"Let me out, let me out! They have FOOD out there!"

Home of the $1 Sol Beer and free tequila shooters. A couple from Salt Lake City moved to Progresso and opened this bar... their 12 year old son was with them. They had 6 months left on their visas before they had to go home for a while. Jef and I listened to their story and kept looking at each other like YES! This is totally something we would do!

Faith enjoyed a lime with salt. No tequila for her- promise (ok, she did smell it but that was enough to quell her adventuresome spirit).

What is it about these goofy cut out boards that no one can resist?! In the pic you can see the 6 mile long pier at Progresso...

Town Square... er Town Circle... er- the middle of town, ok?

El Viejo Y El Mar Restaurante

(I think I spelled that correctly)

Jef's Enchiladas- Oooh Yum!

Faith and I had Build Your Own Tacos (even yummier!)

The Girls!

To be continued...

And in the mean time, check out these animal inflatable toys... My gawsh- I am SO splurging on these for Christmas! No, really I am. I love these!

--The Milk Maid speaks just enough Espanol to get herself into trouble.