Last night was a night I will never forget. On the way back from MI my mom told me that one of her love languages is quality time. I believe that has to be one of mine, because it was the time my family spent together what made it such a perfect night.
Thanks to Vanessa, we were able to throw a suprize party for mom and dad. You see, my brothers and I are terrible at remembering dates, and when I say terrible i mean it in every sense of the word. So last night I took mom and dad out on a photo shoot. I told them that it was my gift for them, because after all, it is their 30th anniversary. They should have some good pictures. Then while I was gone, the rest of the family set up the table and made the meal (most of it was done earlier that day behind moms back). Durring the shoot we ran into all the people that mom and dad know in town. You can never go to town with my parents without running at least a few people that they know. Then after a 2 conversations and 2 Minnesota long good byes we made it home. I thought my was going to invite one home. I was not sure how i was going to get out of that one. As we pulled in the drive way mom was wondering why all the rest of the family was dressed up and standing by the car. She thought that they were going to go out to eat. Andrew was like, mom we need to take our family picture. So we went out to the road and clicked a few with the tripod. Then he was said "we should take some at the pond." As we rounded the house, there it was! Lights in the tree's and a full table decorated like you would see in the martha stewart magazine. It was an amazing meal with spinach artichoke dip, sour dough bread, brochette, and lots more! Oh and it was all home made! It was great, mom and dad were so amazed! Then after we got the motivation walk out from under the lights we all came inside and watched slides that were taken AGES ago. And when I say ages, I mean I was only in one of them. It was more like watching mom, dad, and ryan. I did come to see how much mom and dad took Ryan every where. It was a night full of laughing and ewww's and awww's. Thanks mom and Dad for sticking together for all these years. I am sure it would have been allot easier without us, but you would not have so much fun if we were not there.
Every summer my family spends one evening at gourmet pizza restaurant . Its not a normal restaurant, and I am not even sure what to call it, but I do have one word for it, Amazing! This is how it works, you bring your own, tables, chairs, silverware, salad, drinks, and friends and they will provide the pizza. It takes about 30 minutes to drive to, and are located way out in the farmlands of Wisconsin. Surrounded by cornfields on all sides except for one little quaint white church there are cars lined up for a 1/4 mile. Oh and did I mention, you have to take your trash home with you. Sounds like more work than service. But its the close atmosphere of the comutinty that makes this place fly. The place is run by a family who fulfilled the american dream. The father is the head chef of a gourmet restaurant in a near by town on the mississippi river. My parents go there on their dates, but have always said that I can not go until I am married. When we arrived we were shocked at the amount of people already there. The family started making these pizzas in their one outdoor stone oven for their friends. The word spread, and more people started to come and that is when we started coming. It was such a small little place, but now they serve 200 pizzas in a few hours. So if you ever come and visit me, make sure you come on a tuesday, because they only serve once a week.
