Mama Goes to Boise, Part 2

Saturday morning was the big event, the balloon launch! They launched over 50 balloons! So pretty and fun (and a little chilly, even though the "hot mama" (aka, me, who generally stays on the warmer side) was jacket-less in this picture!

 


 
 Balloon launch was early, so when it ended we went to breakfast, strolled around the farmer's market, then visited the capitol. (We were rocking our "Boise or Bust" tees, thanks to Ginny's sis (and Ginny for bringing them!).

  

 

Meanwhile, back at home...
Nick took the kids to the zoo (remember, I'm not a zoo fan, double points for Nick!).
They fed the "Lorakeets," got massive colored beverages,

 

and even found some "real life" pokemon! (I love their silly faces, just don't know where they get them from ;))

 Saturday night we stayed in and had a drunk chicken (thank you, Hunter!), and some of our garden grown tomatoes (thank you, Shelley) and farmer's market green beans. We ate on the patio, and besides the medical school horror stories from our MD friends, it was a perfect evening! (kidding, of course, they weren't that bad ;)).

 

 Sunday we headed on a windy car trip up the mountain. The views up there more than made up for the car sickness!

 

 

After our hike, we went to the Westside Diner (featured on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives) for their famous ice cream potato.

 

Shells had us totally believing that was a potato, but don't worry, it is ice cream in the shape of a potato rolled in cocoa dust, delicious actually!!

That night we ordered in some Mediterranean food, and we had a phonetics lesson, taught by me, of how to pronounce some of these foods I've been eating my whole life. All was well, until the girl at the restaurant corrected Hunter back to the WRONG pronunciation of Mojederah, come on people!

 

  

It was yummy, and no doubt authentic! Our last outing was to the Oregon Trail, where I am happy to report no one got dysentary!

 

However, there is no cure for whatever this is, hahaha!

 

 

  

The next morning, we were up at the crack of dawn to head home. It was sad to leave, but we had a dang near perfect weekend, so good for the soul! Thank you, Shells and Hunter for being hosts extraordinaire (and keeping us going the whole time!). 

Can't wait for the next one, Waco anyone?!