Happy Bloggiversary!

It was one year ago today that the pink turkey made its debut. Although then it was known as A Turkey Dinner and sported a slightly different look, the blog is wholy in tact and still active one year later. All is well in bloggerville! Thanks for reading and being a part of this virtual slice of our lives. Virtual cake for everyone!

The Pollenator

Think this is your standard leaf blower? Think again! To pink turkeys everywhere I happily present ... drum roll please ... The Pollenator! Yes indeedy. This beast was spotted in the neighborhood blowing not leaves, nope, but pollen. Pollen, people!

At first I was dumbfounded. After all, why would someone take a blower to their car of all things? But when the clouds of yellow-orange dust leaped from said car to the greener pastures of the yard it all became clear. A-ha! (Energy efficient light bulb clicks on now.) No need to waste water by washing the car daily when one can start up the leaf blower and blow the offending pollen to someone else's yard! BRILLIANT! Now why didn't I think of that?

Nerdvana

Botball = student designed autonomous robots that maneuver on a game board, picking up balls, going over speed bumps and managing turns before depositing the ball and scoring points. Oh, in a tournament format. It sounds like Nerd Nirvana. Of course that's where the Turkey was all day on Saturday -- the regional Botball Tournament. Total Nerdvana! (nerd + nirvana = nerdvana. But you got that already, right?)

The Turkey and his team of 4 other freshmen spent the past 7 weeks building and programming their robot for Saturday's tournament. They placed #14 out of 142. Not bad for their first tournament! No prizes for the boys but they did get team t-shirts, participation t-shirts, and pizza. Oh, and an entire day in Nerdvana.

Cascarones

It's that time of year again. Last night we finished dyeing the 3 dozen cascarones for this year's Easter/fiesta fun. For the uninitiated, cascasrones are decorated, confetti filled eggs that magically (cough!) get broken over the head of a friend or loved one. The tradition says the breaking of the egg brings good luck to the confetti-covered recipient, but frankly, luck or not, they are just plain fun! And I do mean serious F-U-N!

We started enjoying cascarones in San Antonio where they are an integral part of Fiesta. Now that we're not living in San Antonio I make them myself. Friends and co-workers (and the housekeeping staff -- sorry!) have since been introduced to the wonders of these confetti creations. Said friends and co-workers will either be excited or head for the hills when they hear another 3 dozen cascarones have made it in to the world. Those hiding in the hills just don't appreciate the fine art of confetti in the hair and on the floor and in the desk and on the furniture and in the pockets and in the coffee mug and in the ... which reminds me ... it's always better to break the cascarones outside. Hear that, kids? OUTSIDE.

Mid dye process, the turkey-lurkey started goofing around with the eggs. (Like that's a surprise.)

What's funny is that his t-shirt says "I'm not dead yet." Really? I couldn't tell. (raised eyebrow) He was obviously fine enough to take the camera and command a similar pose from yours truly:


Check out those fingers/nails coated in egg dye. Oooo, manicure here I come!

Ah, spring!

Foolin' around

Today is April Fool's Day. Since I have a penchant for fooling around 364 days of the year, I tend to leave today alone. If nothing else, it is the one single day people can accuse me of something and the reply can be a very honest "nope, not me!" And today was definitely a "nope, not me" kind of day! Here for your enjoyment are the April 1, 2009 office shenanigans.

Arrivals were greeted by friendly crime scene tape and a notice from the "police" (did Sting put the band back together?):

Getting past the crime scene tape and venturing down the hall and you'll see that KDW's office was stripped:

No chairs, no pictures, no work, no nothing. (K - you should have left when you had the chance!) And what culprit would even THINK of leaving behind the stunningly gorgeous (cough!) faux wood-with-metal-and-plastic turned stylish-but-eerily-80's office furniture? A serious head scratching moment.

But lest you get comfortable and think the April foolin' was done, peek in to the next office. Yes, blog fans, it is the inevitable body outline:

This is what happens when you displease the boss. We don't know if the victim had the audacity to ask for a raise or if she mentioned the kids were looking like they needed a shave and their teeth filed, but word has it the poor soul trekked to the cafeteria to get coffee after being offed. Um. Wait. Was there something about kids needing a shave and teeth filed?

Yep. Kid pics were replaced with zoo animals. Pen caddies were replaced with dog food cans.

Again, let me reiterate that this was definitely a "nope, not me" kind of day. I proudly proclaim my innocence in the foolin'. Although employed last-minute as the photographer, I had no knowledge the shenanigans were goin' down, nor did I have a hand in staging any of the pranks. Like all good modern day pranksters, however, the actual culprits posed for a photo in front of their handiwork:

BUSTED! (But how nice of ya'll to be so color coordinated for your mug shots. That was uber thoughtful.)