The Warmers Holiday Gathering

We pulled it off again. Another year of fun at the holidays with the Warmers crew. We scrapbooked for our album, we ate Sergi's pizza and wings, and we played an epic duel of BANG! What a fun evening, thanks everyone we made it, and thanks Marylee for hosting.

Sausage Party

Ah, the time honored craft of sausage making! Dom, Jeremy, and I made venison sausage today. Dom provided us with choice ground deer that he killed and slaughtered himself. Jeremy provide the sausage stuffer. I provided the beer. Jeremy put us to task, and showed what a real pro he we was in packing the meat.




We made two varieties, an Italien version, and a spicier buck-basi sausage. We had about twenty pounds of meat, and made roughly three dozen links and an assortment of patties. Cheers!

Summer Azure

A Summer Azure is a butterfly. Its a small butterfly that is purple-ly blue, and lives for only a short time. When it lands, it doesn't look like much, white and gray hides it into its surroundings. But in flight, it is a small gem. Its fitting that one of my favorite places on earth is Azure Mountain in the Adirondacks. This little mountain breaks no height records. It doesn't have a long or really interesting trail. But when you get to the top, it makes your heart fly. The views are panoramic, and dramatic. The fire tower reminds you of the past, and how key this location is when looking down on the surrounding forest. The blueberries, well all I can say is YUM. And it holds a lot of great memories for my friends the Warmers (pictured) and me. I tried placing a letterbox here, but it didn't last long. Probably found by some disapproving purists, or a zealous ranger. I made sure it was not off the trail, and was easy to get to by only stepping on solid rock. But people disapprove sometimes of things they don't understand. They don't understand that the Warmers only wanted to share this place with others. There was a large pile of rocks in the parking lot below that Friends of the mountain wanted at the top for erosion control. We carried as many as we could, we even loaded the dog down with rocks. I hope whoever removed the box understands that we care too, and our letterbox could bring a few more people to this remote mountain to help carry rocks too. Maybe I'll try again, but like the Summer Azure, sometimes things just don't last as long as you would like, and you just have to enjoy them for a short time.

Thursday Night Victory

Wow, what a curling game we had last night! We had a roller coaster match. We got off to a bad start, losing three points in the first end. Then we lost three more in the next two. We were down 6 to 0. I was pretty deflated. Then we managed to score in the 4th. Then we stole points in the 5th and 6th. We were coming back! Then in the 7th, I had one rock left, oppenents had the hammer. They were sitting one and two in the house. I had two biters on the outside. I was going for the obvious take-out, didn't even see the chance for a double. But I lucked out, and pushed both their first and second out, and I stuck around to score three. We took a two point lead, and held it in the 8th end. Couldn't believe it. Thought we were done. Shout out to my team, Tony, Monica, and Brian. They are so much fun to curl with!

The Three DeFazios

A little shout out here to the DeFazio boys! I met Dom (left) in college, and we became lifelong buddies. Dom's dad, aka the Silver Bear (middle), and his brother Blaise (right) I met soon after through visits home with Dom, and on their visits to college. These boys have a humor that makes you smile even when you are embarrassed to. Oh, and did I mention they can cook. They have always made me feel apart of their family, whether it be eating pizza at Angie's, the best pizza in northeastern PA, or on the hardwater of an epic ice fishing day. This trophy buck pictured was taken on 11/28/05. Blaise made the shot on this 8-point, but Dom and Pops put on the drive that lead the beastie right to Blaise's scope. Top shelf Blaise, top shelf.

Thanksgiving Weekend

Not much better then a long Thanksgiving weekend with family and friends. Laura and I traveled to Ohio to spend Thanksgiving with the Beery's. We started with a birthday dinner with Grandma Beery, and helped her celebrate her 80th birthday with a helping of Dick's Chili, that Laura made. Char and Rob arrived as well, from their ten hour drive (read snow) from Philly. Turkey day was family filled with a great meal and a lackluster pumpkin pie I spent way too long on for it to taste that bad. Our traditional thanksgiving movie was Chicken Little, though it was probably more funny to try to remember what all the old thanksgiving movies were, and who was present to see them. Katie and Erika stopped by for a fireside chat, and some beverages dusted off from the basement. Black Friday was spent shopping in downtown Wooster. If these merchants rely on this date for sales, downtown Wooster is in bad shape. If you want to shop with no one around, this is the place to be. But the quality of the stores is great, don't know why this is happening. Do we love Walmart this much? Anyway, the evening was spent at Brian's condo playing Scene It. This was a blast, and Char showed up the crowd with her movie habits. Brian was cursed with the bad roll of the dice. Saturday was spent cutting sticks for rustic projects and circling the globe with Dick on Google Earth. No, you can't see the Great Wall of China from space. Then it was the lobster dinner with the Yarnells. I ate way too much lobster. I'm eating leftover Thai soup now too, Sharon found another great soup recipe! Sunday was spent hiding a letterbox in the Killbuck Marsh (look for this soon to be posted), looking for letterboxes in Medina, and having lunch with Ted, Carrie, and Megan. What a great weekend. Wish all my weekends could be like this...

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