Sassy Hoops

Slick and I have a set of friends that we have had since Slick's MBA program days who are more fun than a barrel full of drunk monkeys. They were our crazy go out to dinner friends who loved Mac and Cheese as much as we and were willing and able to share bottles of wine. Then we had the Peep and we went out less often since most of what we talked about when out was that little stinker and since we liked being at home in comfy clothes watching the 46 inches of high definition glory that Slick got as an MBA graduation gift.

As fate would have it, our super-cool-fast-car-driving-minimalist-urbanite-but-living-in-the-suburbs friends became preggers with a set of wonderfully beautiful twins. Jules stays at home now with the two beautiful ladies and has started a business: Sassy Hoops. She was always super crafty and very creative and when she told me she was starting a hooping business I thought: COOL! If someone can do something creative with the plastic Wal-mart hula hoops it is definitely her. Oh how little I knew.

The Peep and I met for lunch with the two lovelies and Jules mainly to give them their "yeah you are born gift" (a mere six months after their birth) and secondly to get our own hoops. You can see from the picture that the basic white and red are no where to be seen. Peep and I actually have "Preppy Mint" colored hoops and we really are enjoying them! I can't wait for it to warm up a little- ok a lot- so we can hoop it up in the back yard.

Check out Jules' site if you might live in the Dallas area and be interested in taking a Hoop Class- that is right. Hoop Classes. How cool are these people!!??

If you live near me in the big city you might see me in the yard hooping with the Peep. Her hoop is sized for her little peeper sized body and she can hoop in the house. Adult hoops though are much heavier and larger than their child sized counterparts and man they are a workout!

The Great Towel Rod Saga

We have a towel rack in the master bathroom that is technically Slicks. It has been down for, oh, I don't know, maybe 8 months. I took it off of the wall because it was loose and hey- I am handy and I was going to fix that thing.

There were already molly bolts in the wall so I couldn't just add new ones so I found the spackle and pulled the broken bolts from the wall. When I say bolts, I think you know I mean blue plastic things that the screws go into so that the towel rod can withhold the weight of an adult man without crashing to the floor. I removed from the wall the plastic bolts, spackled and repainted the mess. Then I was at the big box superstore near our house and happened upon a set of handy molly bolts. Being always on the lookout for fixer projects, I got the set and came home to drill holes and fix the rod. To no avail.

I neglected to notice that the big box superstore set of molly bolts were slick as the back porch on a freezing day of rain. Of course I did not notice this until I predrilled the holes, stuck them in the holes and the was able to pull them out again all with my bare hands... Time to refill the holes and repaint.

Good thing I have the paint right in the bathroom at all times. Seriously. I have got to put the two cans into the garage! They are still in the bathroom.

So last week I was fed up with the towel rack on the tub look and I am certain Slick was BEYOND fed up with the situation as he has been hanging his towel from the side of the bathtub for over 8 months.

I found industrial molly bolts in the linen closet downstairs and charged up the drill. I was ready to fix the problem. Where are there problems that a charged drill can not fix?? So I got the yard stick. Yes, a yard stick. I got it for $1 at the estate sale across the street last summer when I got some really great vintage Halloween decorations that I forgot to get out at Halloween. Please remind me next year!

The previous holes were at exactly 36 inches up form the bathtub. So I laid the level onto the side of the bathtub and balanced the yard stick on it to measure up 37 inches from the tub. Both sides. Drilled 4 holes. Pounded in 4 molly bolts. Screwed in 4 long screws and the backing of the towel rod assembly. Got onto the phone with the wonderful crazy neighbor. Couldn't figure out why the towel rod assembly was not jumping right onto the backs that were securely fastened to the wall. Told the wonderful crazy neighbor. She said she does not like hanging things because it never works right. I said I had measured perfectly and that it should be working. She said good luck. I jammed to rod into place and tightened the ti-niny little screws on the rod assembly to secure it with 1/8 inch of metal to the assembly that is now for all intents and purposes bolted to the wall. Looks great.

If you are standing with your head cocked to the side. I went back and re-measured. Sure enough, 37 inched up from the tub is exactly where the screws are placed. And then I don't know what made me look but somehow I happened to see- the dang dang dang tub is not at all level.

Tastyness in Wimberley

On the girls trip we had the most delicious lunch at a boutique restaurant in Wimberley, Texas called the Leaning Pear. It was recommended to the girls by friends we saw in the Wimberley Glassblowers Shop.

Glass blowing. Not just for Renaissance Fairs anymore.

This was super coll fancy glass blowing. Imagine the lighting in the Atlantis, Bahamas or the ceiling in the Bellagio in Vegas. This was expensive cool, but really hot, glass blowing complete with demonstrations on Saturdays. If you find yourself in the Hill Country hit the glass blowers shop. After lunch.


Man the Leaning Pear had a wonderful menu complete with a pear salad. I had the BLT without T and with BRIE! Yum. The patio was a perfect spot on a lazy Saturday afternoon and the company excellent.


See from our pic that we continued to look for interesting restaurants in the Wimberley area- finding Inzos complete with cold adult beverage. The weekend was great- but alas, it is good to be home with the Peep and Slick.