Random Tuesday thoughts

Pie crust cookies
My youngest sister is an awesome baker/cook. She always makes amazing pies, and even though I am not a big fan of dessert I always enjoy when she makes boysenberry pie, which she did for father’s day. My dad loves boysenberries and my parents have a boysenberry plant growing in their backyard. My sister picked the berries and made the pie on Sunday, and it was amazing. She does a really good job with the pie crust, which is why I think her pies are so delicious, and it got me to thinking: Why don’t people make cookies out of pie crust? I realize it isn’t sweet like a normal cookie, but imagine a yummy pie-crust cookie, dipped in a maple frosting, or an apple frosting, or a lime frosting, etc. I mean, it would be so delicious, and for those of us that aren’t into sweets so much there could be plain ones with maybe a little bit of cinnamon on top. Swear, people should just pay me to come up with kick-ass ideas.

Fantasia
My daughter, who is addicted to Nemo and Monsters Inc., told me last night that she wanted to watch a movie, but that she didn’t want to watch Monsters (thank god). I searched for a movie for her to watch and decided on Fantasia since it had been like forever ago since I’d seen it, and having been in the Nutcracker when I was younger (wow, I sound like a dork), I thought it would be nice to listen to some classical music for a bit. What I forgot about Fantasia: That movie is a trip! Note to self: Next time I have the desire to do hallucinogenic drugs, keep that movie on hand.

Guys Choice Awards on Spike
Disclaimer: I am not a fan of Spike TV as a general rule.
I watched the Guys Choice Awards last night on Spike. I don’t know if it was a re-run or what, but it was actually entertaining. The Fight Club bit (which is a very good read, although not the author’s best) was cute, and Brad Pitt, who I do find attractive, but apparently not as attractive as the general population, was a total hottie (I think it had something to do with the fact that he rubbed his own nipples on stage). One award they got wrong: Hottest Mil(l)a. Anyhoo, very entertaining.

Mexican Train
On Saturday evening two of my gal-pals came over and we played Mexican Train dominoes like a bunch of 60-year-olds. I made dinner (tri-tip, potatoes, corn, garlic bread) and they made themselves martinis while I had a couple of beers (just two, as I am a responsible funeral director when I’m on call). So, we sat out on the porch and played Mexican Train, which, if you don’t know how to play, is a game that is super fun.

Surfing
My dad was at church on Sunday after a week of surfing. My sisters and I bought him a new wet suit for father’s day and gave it to him a week early so that he would have it for his camping/surfing trip, and it’s so funny, you know? My mom sent me a photo message of my dad coming out of the ocean with his board and he’s such an old hippie-type sometimes that I just wonder how I turned out so normal. He had a blast though, and his wet suit fits perfectly, so we did good. One of these years we are going to have to save up to get him a father’s day trip to Hawaii so he can surf in water that makes a wet suit unnecessary.