Laura has mastered cookie making. I have mastered cookie eating. Becks still thinks his dog is called “ga.” Which is more than he knows about what to call his parents. The reason for this post however is to show Laura’s most recent cookie creations. They are Texas cookies and there is one Kansas cookie which had to be labeled Kansas so that it was not mistaken for Colorado, Nebraska or Sponge Bob. Of course the other cookies are a reference to FC Dallas, the greatest team to never win anything.
My search for the best Tex-Mex place in Kansas continued this past weekend as we tried the often recommended Tequila Harry’s. Unfortunatly Overland Park has not caught onto the recent trend of smoke-free enviroment. The food however was fairly good, not on par with Gloria’s or Posados in Dallas, but good none the less. The funniest thing about Mexican food here is that every resturant serves a glorified version of ketchup as salsa and then has a “hot” or “spicy” version for Mexicans and Texans. The Texan version however is merely a mix of the hottest peppers they could get their hands on. It is very hot, but not so good. All in all though there is good Mexican food here and so far the winner is Jose Pepper’s. Jose Pepper is actuall the son of Dr. Pepper, which is true and may be my favorite thing about the place. Anyway, the picture here shows a Kansas chip on the left and a Texas chip on the right. Just like the state, much larger, but really almost the same.
We went to Cabela’s– a huge hunter-ish store that I’m sure Jared would be jealous of. He would have loved it. Coop and I just looked at the dead animals. Lots of dead animals. She even knew what they were…Jared would be proud. I think one was a deer. Thanks Lara for coming to see us in Kansas…we miss you!!!!
Ok, really Mr. Reymond lost a bet when his beloved Missou Tigers lost a game against the mighty Aggies. Next I think I’ll have this framed and hung on my wall or made into Christmas cards. I look forward to his wearing an Aggie tie to church after he loses next year.
This afternoon I may have broken the fourth commandment when I made a snow man, however Laura did brake the 6th commandment when she murdered my snowman, I guess you could call her a COLD blooded murder. Here is a photo of Tiny and I with Mr. Snowman just a few minutes before the accident.
Let’s take a look at how the murder went down. Mr. Snowman is shown here posing with Laura.
After a further investigation some evidence has surfaced that might show Laura to be little more than a patsy. If you look close at the picture above you will notice that Laura was to the left of Mr. Snowman, while he does in fact fall back and to the left, back and to the left, back and to the left. Perhaps there was a second gunman on the snowy knoll and LBJ is really responsible, we will never really know…
This past Thursday, Jan 18th we celebrated Beckham’s birthday (Jan 4th). See, he was born on the day that Texas University won a national title so it just doesn’t seem right that we celebrate anything on that day, besides he’ll never know from pictures that it wasn’t actually his birthday. Unless of course this post is still in existence. Anyway, we had the Felich’s over, ate a meal, had some Blue Bell, asked Shari to get a snake from an ice cooler, played some Nintendo Wii and called it a night. Good times. The picture here is of his cupcake which he had no interest in eating. For whatever reason he doesn’t care for sugar yet. Looks good on him though.