Oh how I love the weekend. Ryan is home and we actually get to eat a solid breakfast. He’s the breakfast guy. Now me……………….??? I’m more of a Tall, Pike, No Room accompanied by a baggie filled with Cracklin’ Oat Bran. I LOVE IT!!! Unfortunately, I don’t think it loves me. It starts my day…
This is how we do it. Harvest. Play. Love. Eat. Sing. (This week it’s Carrie Underwood. I think I might be raisin’ a country girl.)
Baby toads, baby toads, baby toads!!! 3 to be exact. Now that makes for a fun night!
Zucchini is on. That is, if I can keep those blasted squash bugs from destroying the crop. They’re impossible!! But, they haven’t taken me down yet, so I give you , “What’s for dinner?” At my house. Penne Pasta with Zucchini Pistou-Cooking light Zucchini Bread-Our Best Bites Breadsticks-Our Best Bites and for dessert Almond Poppy…
After dropping Reece at camp yesterday, the ride home was quiet and unnatural. There was no arguing. No yelling. No “Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeece” as Cache likes to yell, anytime he does something displeasing to her. It was hard for me to look in the back seat, for every time I did, I would see puddled green eyes…
