100 Candles!

This is my 100th post. I didn't have any cake with which to celebrate, so I just stuck some candles in a half-eaten loaf of zucchini bread, which is like cake. I was going to write out 1-0-0 with the candles, but I only had room for 1-0. Then I got to blow them out! It was like my birthday, except now I've gotten to blow out candles twice this year! I felt like I was doing something naughty, like when I was a kid and would sneak out of my room after bedtime and eat Fudge Rounds from the "School Snacks" basket on my parents' kitchen counter. (I eventually tattled on myself about the Fudge Rounds. I remember I was crying really hard, hugging my mom and probably coating her with snot.)

If you haven't subscribed to Bucketful of Happy, you're missing out on the great satisfaction it would bring me to not see a single-digit number next to "Members." Over there, to your right, there are three ways to subscribe. Pick one and do it! Let's see if we can get that number to...ELEVEN!

There's a publicity stunt I've seen on other blogs that I've always wanted to try. So, in honor of my 100th post: Leave a comment telling me which post has been your favorite, and you'll be entered into a drawing for me to mail you something! It's going to be a random and inexpensive something. A surpriiiiiiiiiiise. One day you'll open your mailbox and a package will be in there! WHAT COULD IT BE?

I'll choose the winner this Sunday. I'm only going to get three comments. One of them is going to be penis enlargement spam. This is going to be awkward.

You Are My Sparklers

HI GUYS!

It's the 4th of July here in South Korea. We usually spend Independence Day with Joe's family (mine gets Easter,) but this year we are 93487534 miles away from our families, and that is sad. So here are some pictures to make our families less sad.

What we're doing today:

Does anyone else think I look a little like Aunt Saundra in this picture?

SURPRISE! It's video games. In the background is the crockpot where the BBQ pork to shred is cooking. The stuffed animal is Raffles from Singapore. The banner on the wall says "HAPPY TURBOFIRE WIN" because Joe made it for me when I finished my workout program before we went on the vacation. My hands are like that because I'm showing you that I painted 8 of my fingernails yellow, and 2 of them pink, because I am so hip and cool and snazzy and impressed with myself. We aren't going to any festivities. I did want to climb out of the window in the elevator engine room onto the roof of our apartment building to look for fireworks later, but I think we might just skip that.

This is fruit salad:

This is the puppy we're babysitting - whose mom will be happy to see her in this picture - sitting next to the sock she's been dragging around, and the puzzle we started last night which would have been on the floor normally but is instead taking up our table so the puppy doesn't eat it:

This is inside our freezer:

That's a bag of vegetable waste to be recycled, which is in there to keep fruit flies away. As for the ice cream, I took a picture of it so I could show you which ice cream to never buy. It's got Chips Ahoy cookies in it. That sounds great in theory but doesn't work in ice cream. They've turned powdery and disgusting. We'll have eaten all of it by tomorrow evening.

I hope you noticed I'm wearing red white & blue. I miss you, Joe's mom and dad, and I also miss my mom and dad, and Robby and Katie, and my grandparents, and my cousins, and my aunts and uncles. So: I love you all, I'll see you in like ten months, and don't buy Breyers BLASTS! Chips Ahoy! ice cream!