Attempts at Creativity

Here are the girls enjoying their after Church snack outside.

Highlights of this week included an afternoon at the Golden Gardens beach, visiting the Ballard Seafood Fest with our friends the Otterstroms and a girls night out with Hillary on Capitol Hill. As the latter was rather eventful, let me indulge you. The plan was to drop hubby and kids at Hillary's so the kids could play and the hubbys could hang out. We decided to walk from her house as traffic was heavy because of the Capitol Hill block party. This was a huge event full of bands and food- you needed a ticket to get in. We walked up to Broadway to eat at a little Mexican place- it has been replaced by a too-stylish-for-our-taste Thai restaurant. We decided to head down towards the thrift store (our ultimate destination) and found a grab and go Mexican eatery just a few blocks past it. There were hordes of people milling around the entrance of the block party. Imagine all the funky and "goth" Seattle has to offer and we saw it. At the restaurant I ordered a taco salad, not in the mood for beans and rice. I was shocked when a plate of shredded iceberg lettuce with a little carne on top and queso fresco was what they brought out to me. I thought we had left the iceberg territory far behind in South Dakota!! It seemed so crazy that people are still serving iceberg lettuce main dish salads in a town that prides itself on it's holier-than-thou wholesomeness! However, as Hillary pointed out, this was a Mexican place, not typically known for their excellent greens. (yes, I am extremely opinionated about the appropriate use of iceberg lettuce- there is a time and place for it, just not usually on my plate for $7.50!)
After that extreme disappointment, we headed up to the thrift store. Compliments of the block party, the thrift store had closed 2 hrs early- so no thrifting for us! Another disappointment. After a drop in at a tea house for just chatting (as this was all our girls night out was going to afford us) we headed home. On the way, we were privy to an undercover cop drug bust. As in, the cop cars sped by us, diagonal through the intersection and up onto the sidewalk across from us, jumped out of the cars and grabbed the suspect at hand. The undercover agent ran back to get the "goods" which had been dropped and some yelling ensued. It was all rather thrilling, but not something I want to repeat every day. I'm hoping Hill and I's next girls night out is less disappointing and a little less thrilling even.
As for the post title. That is all about a toothpaste holder I made yesterday out of that make and bake clay you get at the craft store. Stephen has extremely specific ideas about the toothpaste holder, and we both agreed we would have to make one as there are none at the stores that seemed to fit the bill. We wanted something that was open on the bottom, so no scum would develop. This is a design stolen from an Art-in-the-Park holder my mom was lucky enough to find. Mine is a 4 yr old's version of hers. ha ha! I am just glad my neighbor Jen won't get wind of this- she is an art teacher, specializing in pottery