Saturday was my niece’s 4th birthday and we spent the day at Six Flags, St Louis.  I hope she had a wonderful day, she certainly seemed to.

Happy birthday, baby girl! xoxoxo

We love you.

You too can look this glamorous, in TV Hat

The first time I watched the video sales pitch I was in complete awe.  I had never seen anything so craptastic.  Of course, I had to watch it a second time… and a third and it got funnier and funnier.

Click on it.

Seriously.

You won’t regret it.

CLICK ON IT!

Yes, they are still for sale.  Want me to send you one? 

Fireworks at home.

Little girls with sparklers.

“Getting hit in the face with burny stuff”

Boys blowing shit up.

Yep.  A typical July 4th, I’m told 

Last night we popped into the Rajin’ Cajun Piano Bar in Alton, Illinois,  to check out one of our local places and to get a bight to eat.

The place oozes atmosphere. Awesome.

We are not fussy people.  We are happy with decent food and decent service.  It doesn’t have to be first class stuff, just pay us a little attention, give us a little respect and serve us edible food at the temperature at which it was meant to be served.

The Ragin’ Cajun failed at every one of these aspects….  oh, the food was decent, but it was COLD, and it was not meant to be cold.  Trust me.

Last night we experienced seriously bad service.  We waited 25 minutes to be asked if we wanted a drink.  An hour to have our food order taken.  Waited another hour and a half for our meal to be served and were treated with utter frustration and disdain when we had the nerve to suggest that they may want to get their act together, because the slow service had become a joke and the talk of the entire restaurant.

The kicker?  Not a single apologetic word.  From anyone.  I emailed the restaurant last night as soon as I got home and I really hope they write back because that place is awesome, except for the service, and I really want to go back.

Thank God for Charlie.  Charlie was the Pianist.  Charlie rules.  Thank you Charlie, for making our night tolerable.  You are the only reason we stayed so long.

The fabbo frustrated guy was stolen borrowed from here.

Last night Brad and I were the lucky recipients of two tickets in a luxury suite at Busch Stadium.

I’d never been to a baseball game, so this was “a great adventure” for me.

They had Hoochies with slingshots.

and Fredbird

The players: St Louis Cardinals VS New York Mets.

OH MY GOD!  GRAND SLAM!

I had the most amazing evening!  I’ve fallen in love with the game and can’t wait for the next one.

Thank you, Contegix for an amazing night.

Duncan is the newest addition to the McCrorey family.

He is an 18 month old kitty with a big fat case of the snuggles.

He was surrendered to animal welfare when his family were moving interstate to look for work and couldn’t afford to keep him.

He’s adorable and we’ve fallen in love with him already.

I wasn’t convinced, until I threw in some lemon peel after all the crap…. and OMG.  My trash is gone and my kitchen smells of lemony goodness!  Or a leftover herbal teabag.  Yeah baby!  We love the smell of herbally goodness in the kitchen!

For years in Australia, I couldn’t understand why Brad would throw all the potato peelings and such in the kitchen sink, and then I’d have to clean it all out before I could clean the kitchen. Ewww… right?

NOW I understand.  He was used to having a waste disposal in the sink.  It just goes down the damned drain when you have a handy, dandy InSinkErator!

Prom time is approaching

and this year we have plastic ware to match!

“Each packet wrapped in a promise of God”

Seriously…. WHAT THE FUCK?  Just in time for Easter, another little piece of brain washing for the kiddies!

Only in the Mid-West, I tell ya!

However, I did my duty a few weeks back and went along to the family trip to the zoo.  I was not looking forward to it.  I decided it was a good excuse to test out my new 500mm zoom.

I had a wonderful day and would highly recommend St Louis Zoo for a visit.