Crabulous! is crabilicious.





Yum! The crabs and shrimp come out in marinating bags of cajun sauces. It's a tad expensive...$30 per head. I swear, if I were rich, I'd be 5000 pounds by now. It's a great place to sit and talk, while de-shelling your food and dipping it in their salt & pepper lime juice. I was the only one who didn't know how to eat crab from the shell. Shrimp, no problem. But it worked out. Amy sat there and de-shelled the crab for me. It was gone before it even touched my plate. Muhaha.

Can't wait to go again next week!

Busy BUSY weekend. Actually, busy BUSY past couple of months.

3 parties in one weekend. *whew*

My Uncle and his stepdaughter had a combined birthday party Saturday afternoon. Lots of food... I'm talking 10 pounds of carne asada, 10 pounds of chicken, 10 pounds of tri tip, 10 pounds of ribs...and that's just the meats!! It was a good time for Josh to get to know the family. Josh made my mom gasp and then do a double-take when he said..."Thanks Mom." It was so funny her reaction. Ahhh...

Right after the cutting of muy delicious chocolate-banana-creme cake, we left to attend his sister's engagement party at Antonello's. Everyone looked so pretty! Esp his sister, who was glowing that night in her $20 Jessica McClintock dress. Good food and open bar, baaabbbyy. Before calling it night, we watched some Olympics with Auntie Toni before we turned in. She had own personal commentary for each athlete. Er, those male gymnastics people...tight tights.

Taylor's birthday party at the house. Auntie Jackie makes the best potato salad EVER! I can't stop raving about it. =D (I do notice that all 3 parties I mentioned the food. I'm a pig. Yah yah yah YAH.) I asked her for her recipe and she said, "Oh honey. You just eye-ball it. Throw some of this. Throw some of that in there." o_O


I'm tired. I look like crap. Dino bag tomorrow.




Helen's back to work now. Yay! Though, I think she is less enthused as we are...having to leave your baby.

Helen came with Baby Maddy a couple weeks ago. Her tiny fingers and tiny toes. Her tiny little everything.

When she was still in the hospital, fresh from the oven, I remember screaming when Mady's lip curled into a smile when I said her name. Auntie Hollie all the way as Helen calls it.

(If you can't see it...go here.)

I am no longer Hollie...

.... but Winnie Cooper. So says everyone around here.

If they say so... ;)

Unfortunately, I think they were referring to Winnie Cooper in her early years.

Last Thursday, Josh and I went to a MatchBox 20 concert at the Pacific Amphitheatre at the OC Fair.






















It was a great concert and we had a fantastic time! (Minus the little girl who knocked over my $10 marguerita and her mom who told her "Just keep going" and continued to walk without even an apology or a look my way!) We grabbed some cheeseburgers, corndogs, a couple beers and margueritas for the opening band. We had pretty good seats, in my opinion. I could actually make out some eyes, nose, and a mouth.

Too bad we had to work the next day, cause I was pooped!