Last week we went on a much needed vacation with my brother Peter. We took him (and the dogs) to La
Playa, perhaps our favorite house at the beach. I blogged about it almost a year ago, when we went with our friends Senna, Val, Wilder and Christina right after Christmas. It is the ultimate in Seventies beach house chic. Just as much fun this time! We did all the usual things the
Kearns family does at the beach: read, walk on the beach, read, Peter plays portable video games, I work on a craft (needle felting and embroidery), Brandon takes pictures of the beach. Oh, and some antique shopping. When I see the coffee table Peter got again, I will take pictures. I will do a blog on awesome coffee tables, because his is the second coolest coffee table, after my own. Which, if you are interested, has a twin in Rob Zombie's "house of 1000 corpses." No joke, haven't seen it, but I have in on good authority.
But back to the beach. It was perfect. Nice during the day (a few sprinkles, not much) and stormy at night, but somehow both nights before the storms it was clear, and you could go out and see the stars. And since there was no moon, man, there were STARS. And Peter's phone has a super rad (and handy) star chart that uses GPS to line up with the actual stars! What is the world coming to that your phone can tell you where the
constellations are? Wacky. But fun!
Look! We are doing good, two pictures in a week with both of us in them! That is seriously a first in our 11 years together (oh, our anniversary is this week,
yay us!)

And Me and Peter, for Mom and Dad. Someone thinks they will be getting this picture for Christmas...

My finished tea towel with my own embroidery patterns on it. Yep, I'm gonna pat myself on the back and say I'm pretty good at designing them. Gonna work on more today!

And the boys doing what the beach is for: Reading Stuff. Check out the brown carpet and rad wood paneled walls. They don't make 'em like this anymore!

And finally, some action shots of the dogs. They got the hang of playing fetch this week. I think it helps that they were playing alone, usually they play with Riley and Rosie, and Rosie is a world class fetcher. The rest of the dogs just have to run along, since they aren't gonna get the ball anyway. And if they do, they just drop it and she brings it back. Not this time, Opal had to learn to bring it back herself! Marcus only completed the circuit once. But hey, that ain't bad, cause he isn't a fetching dog. Look at the air Opal gets!

Doesn't Marcus look freaky running at you? We were lucky this week, hardly a person or dog on the beach the whole time we were there, so no one for him to scare. Not that he means to, cause he really doesn't. He's just happy to see you!

This is a double post, cause here is Friend's Thanksgiving! The day after we got back from the beach, we took off for the weekend to Iris and Forrest's house in the country for a 14 person thanksgiving. With Pot roast instead of Turkey.
Mmmm, pot roast....
Here are the pups sitting for Roast. Left to right: Marcus, Rosie, Opal, and Riley. Poor Lukas was to short to be in this picture.
That's Iris in the skull and rose apron. Me in the jeans and grey sweater.

Sorry for the yellow light, but the flash is icky in this room. Two big dining room tables stuck together to make one HUGE one. Perfect for all of us. That farm house they moved into is awesome for parties, a big living room/dining room combo, plus three extra bedrooms for guests. We claimed the first floor one for us, cause I like to be near a bathroom (I've got a teeny bladder, I know, to much information).

After dinner came the games, That picture is of me, iris, and
Wes playing cribbage. They tried to teach me, but well, math and the evenings makes me sleepy. I played one game, then broke out the embroidery and hung out. Next to me is Steven, he was playing
Rummy or something with Dean and Roxanne. At the end of the table were the rest of the crew playing Poker. Wow, what a difference the years make, even a few years ago it would have been drinking games and dancing, now its card games and wine and crafts!

Okay, there was a little dancing. Brandon got it into his little wine-drunk head that he needed to dance, and he got
Wes's boyfriend to dance with him.
Awkwardly. It was hilarious, and somewhere there is video of the whole thing, with
Wes's cackling laugh in the background. He was rolling on the floor with tears in his eyes, he was laughing so hard. Oh Brandon, you are so silly sometimes.

It was a great night, it ended with Wall-E and
Bananagrams. The next morning was
OPB and a breakfast bake. And coffee, lots and lots of coffee.