The Beginning of Wednesday: Wednesday, Oui? Armadillo Molloy

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Wednesday, Oui? Armadillo Molloy

Many people know that I am absolutely, irrevocably in love with all animals; but I have a few favorites.

I love:

Foxes

Doggies, (Dog is God spelled backwards. Coincidence? I think not.)

Piggly wiggly's,

Anteaters, and

Armadillos.

My love for armadillos started back in 1989 when the movie Steel Magnolias came out. It's one of my all time favorite movies-- ever. It's my "feel good" movie, my "sick movie" and my "I need a good cry" movie. I freaking love it and most of my vocabulary is comprised of quotes from Steel Magnolias. Well, in the movie, 'Shelby' wanted an armadillo grooms cake for her wedding; much like the one I am having at mine- no joke.

I love armadillos and there is just something about them that is so unique.

Anyway, Aaron's dad, Jim, went to China with a touring company at the beginning of November. When he got home he called Aaron to tell him what he brought back for me. Aaron wouldn't tell me what it was but kept teasing that I was going to "absolutely love it!"

Over Thanksgiving (which was amazing) Jim brought me out a little box. He was SO PROUD of himself. He said, and this is paraphrased because I don't remember the exact words as I had already started drinking, "We were on the tour bus and the guide told us we would be going to a place where they made all sorts of Chinese ornaments and trinkets, he said, 'they have lanterns, chopsticks, armadillos...' I stood up on the bus and told everyone before they did anything else they HAD to find me an Armadillo, I know you love them and I wasn't leaving with out that armadillo!"

The Thanksgiving Spread... like a picture from Home & Gardens

The desserts!

Aaron's loot from China :)

Authentic Chinese Chopsticks

Also, while I was there celebrating Thanksgiving with a family I'm so lucky to be a part of, Linda, Aaron's mom, gave me the most beautiful hand knitted scarf. It's black with all sort of specks of color. How sweet is that? I've never really had anyone knit for me in my adult life...

I am a lucky, lucky girl, oui?

3 comments:

Crazy Momma said...: Oui! I love the Malloy family and think that they should adopt me. My in-laws suck! :); December 3, 2008 at 9:37 AM
Quinn Erin Hope said...: You're having an armadillo groom's cake at the wedding? Will it be red velvet? I LOVE it!!!! :); December 3, 2008 at 5:28 PM
Nicki said...: So nice I love that armadillo, what wonderful inlaws you have.; December 4, 2008 at 12:29 PM

Quotes that define my life:

"Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack." -- Rudyard Kipling
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." -- Dr. Seuss
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." -- Unknown
"Better to love God and die unknown than to love the world and be a hero; better to be content with poverty than to die a slave to wealth; better to have taken some risks and lost than to have done nothing and succeeded at it." -- E. Lutzer
“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, There is rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea and the music in its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature more.” -- Lord Byron
"There are times when explanations, no matter how reasonable, just don't seem to help." -- Mr. Rogers
"If you don't crack the shell, you can't eat the nut." -- Persian Proverb
"Real peace is not the absence of conflict, but the presence of justice." Martin Luther King, Jr.

Mountains we climb

+ Currently: Life
+ Magalloway Mountain: Pittsburg, NH: 3,350 ft. Fire tower @ summit
+ Uncanoonuc Mountains: Goffstown, NH; Elevation: North Peak 1,324 ft. South Peak, 1,321 ft. *Indian Translation: "woman lying down" or "breasts"*
+ Mt. Major: Alton Bay, NH: Approx 4 mi. round trip; 1,100 ft. @ summit.
+ Monument Mt., Berkshire Area, MA: Approx 3 mi. round trip; *Beautiful waterfall* 1,735 ft @ summit.
+ Welch-Dickey- Loop Trail, Waterville Valley Area: 4.4 mi. round trip; 2,605 ft. @ Welch summit, 2,734 ft. @ Dickey summit.
+ Mt. Kearsarge- Barlow Trail, Winslow State Park, Wilmot: 2.8 mi. round trip; 2,937 ft @ summit.
+ Mt. Monadnock- White Dot Trail, Jaffrey: 4.2 mi. round trip, 3,165 ft. @ summit
+ Mt. Layafette- Old Bridle Path, Franconia Notch State Park: 8 mi. round trip, 5,260 ft @ summit.
+ Mt. Cardigan- East Side Loop, Alexandria: 5.3 mi. round trip, 3,121 ft @ summit. * some of the mountain was left bare from a fire in 1855
+ Mt. Morgan & Mt. Percival- Squaw Mountains, Holderness & Center Sandwich: 5.1 mi. round trip; 2,220 & 2,212 ft. @ summit
+ Mt. Osceola- White Mountain National Forest: 6.4 mi. round trip, 4,340 ft. @ summit

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