Pat & Vicki had everyone over to their farm on 06/19/2005. It was a good time with good food and good friends. They let all the kids ride one of their horses and gave quad rides around the property. This is also where we met Ratzi for the first time. Pictures are here with more to come soon.
It’s finally done! I wimped out yesterday, but this morning I got up & went and was back by 9:00am. It’s great. Putting it away might have to wait ’til tomorrow, though, when I’m “chained to the oven.”
Today, I’m off to deliver our Father’s Day gift to my dad and on my way home I’ll stop & visit with various other fun relatives who are camping nearby. If only it were a little warmer… I might go swimming. The sun is out & it’s warm in the sun, but it’s just not warm enough to get me into the pool.
Tomorrow, I’ll be cooking and crafting (and putting away laundry) until Matt gets home from “work” then we’re going to an RCIA-class-reunion picnic. I’m making Glee’s Beans, Betty Crocker’s Scalloped Potatoes and Carrie’s Taco Dip. It’s the most food I’ve ever made at one time, I think. I’ve made the taco dip several times, so I know that’ll be fine, I just hope I do OK with the other two.
I want large quantities of fried dough tonight… and I even found a recipe but we don’t have all the ingredients here & by the time we’d go shopping, well, yeah, anyway we’re not going to make our own fried dough this year. There were a lot of commas in that last sentence.
So, instead of fried dough tonight, I get pork for dinner at home followed by fried cheese and grilled stickies at Eat’N’Park.
We might also do taxes tonight. It’s sort of a pre-Lent resolution to get at least the federal return done and in the mail. State and local taxes are going to be a huge burden, so I’m willing to save them for Lent.
Mr. B. and I have been a couple since 2000. That’s five years… in September. In that time, we’ve eaten out a lot. Only twice ever was “one bill or two” an issue… and both times happened this weekend. On Friday, we went to the lunch buffet at Pizza Hut and the waitress automatically gave us separate bills. Then, Saturday, at Eat’n’Park, the waitress asked if it should all be one bill or if it should be separate.
It was a strange coincidence and I thought I ought to share.
The End.
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