Table for Eight

Bam's painting nails like nobody's business. She calls these ones "galaxy." Just a quick post today to say, I am loving summer SO much. Something about starving on a deserted island the last two summers makes being home this summer (with food, toliet paper, a toliet!, pillows, soap, family, and a watch) SO SO SO SO SO SO sweet. And guess what? I bought a new bathing suit this weekend. A non-Survivor one! And you know what that means? 1. I picked out the color I wanted. (For the game, production typically tells us to stick to a certain color on the "color wheel.") 2. I bought it a full-size bigger than last year's model. (Because when you're planning to do the Survivor Cleanse, it's best to buy a suit that's one size too small. You wanna anticipate fitting into it once the lbs are melting off of ya in the sweltering heat. Translation = if you only make it to Day 12 of the game, your suit is TIGHT. But if you make it to...

Today, Dave and I celebrate 22 years of marriage. Holy cow--that's a lotta years. A lotta years. Dave, I love you so much. Thank you for being my absolute best friend and partner on Planet E. You are--hands down--the best thing that ever happened to me in this life. And I still think you have the bluest eyes I've ever seen (yeow!). I love you. XOXOXOX, Dawn Dave and Jay, 2011.   **** PS: I thought for fun, and posterity, I would list a few of my favorite early "you" (Dave) memories here today: --Our first meeting. I know you and Jeff T say it was at the Sizzler, but I seriously don't remember that. For me, our first meeting will always be Jeff L's bday party in the Huck's backyard. That night is ETCHED in my memory. Every detail. What you wore: Videos To Go shirt. Black shorts. Black braided belt. Cross country shoes. Handsome blue eyes. What we ate: pizza and soda. Who we sat with: Rick H. What we talked about: promo pizza ...