With my sister and me, it’s always been about eating. When we were younger, we’d get our allowance and decide it was time for a PARTY! The approach to a PARTY! was always the same: go to Kaysville drug, spend our allowance on various grab bags and candy bars and assorted types of licorice, then come home and PARTY! The PARTY! itself was really exciting… we’d sit on my bed, turn on the clock/radio to KISN 97, then proceed to eat all of the candy we had just bought. By the end, we were giggling at really dumb stuff and our brothers were running from the house to get away from the noise. Good times. The mode never changed and I guess we grew out of it when Andrea decided to start saving her money for stuff besides candy. Me? I never found anything I wanted more than candy, so I while I don’t sit on my bed and listen to the radio, I’ll somtimes have a PARTY! by myself.

Anyway… this trip was somewhat reminicient of our PARTY! days what with all the eatin’ and stuff. Our other big trip was to Reading Terminal. If you read that “Reading” like it looks, you read it wrong. It’s pronounced “Redding.” I tell you that so you don’t look like a total tourist when you go. It’s a public service… I’m here to help. Anyway… I had lots of fun taking pictures at Reading Terminal, at least for the first half hour. Then my camera became exceedingly heavy and my back got sore and with all this food, I became exhausted and we had to eat. Sorry for the plethora of pictures, but here goes:

This was actually taken after we were done, but it seemed like a good pic to start with. I had to crop my chin out because there was all sorts of wrong going on there…

cool lines on a lunch counter…

Ducks hanging around, waiting to be someone’s lunch…

Pretty, pretty chocolate.

and cupcakes…

Oh yeah… PARTY! time…

Tons of cool cookbooks…

And barrels of pickles! We bought one and it was delish. And the cutest little Amish boy was working there. I wanted to put him in my pocket and bring him home. I would’ve taken a picture of him, but I was being respectful of the fact that they think it’s creating a graven image and therefore against their rules…

I thought these were pretty funny…

That’s all from Reading. I wish I’d taken a picture of the Apple Dumpling we devoured, but I’d hit the wall and the camera was staying in the bag at that point.

I also wish I’d taken a picture of the parking gate that wouldn’t let us out of the garage or the awesome attendant that was all “what do you want ME to do about it?” Leah wasn’t going to make it home, so we stopped at Love Park so Andrea could fill up Miss Leah’s tank. I took a few more pictures. (sorry for the too many pictures, but since I’m scrapping less, this is possibly the only time these pictures will be seen!)

Really weird sculpture…

Andrea wearing a “hooter hider” (isn’t that name hilarious?!) and Leah’s adorable feet. Andrea’s going to love me for this one.

The famous Love sign, which I must say was a disappointment… it was small and up on an ugly stand… I’d imagined it was huge and something you could climb on…

A  self-portrait…

One more pic of the city…

And another sneak-peek for Andrea.