I made the grossest meal one night. I just had to tell you that. I made bagel pizzas for back-up and I have no picture of those because they were all gone. I hate when I spend time making a meal and no one likes it, but this time I knew when I was putting it together that it wasn't going to be good, and I forewarned everyone. I have no idea why I went ahead with the recipe in the first place, it was like I was on auto-pilot while in my head I kept thinking, "This can NOT possibly taste good." And it didn't.
We ordered 4 new Little Critters and someone was overjoyed when the UPS man rang the doorbell.
The best purchase I ever made, still. It will be one year this month, and it has been used every day possible.
Hydrangeas in my back yard. Not as luscious as the Cape's but I'll take what I can get.
Abbey's homework, no kidding.
We have two new additions, one already bit the dust.
I've been making bagels like a crazy woman. Matt says to pack an extra one in his lunch bag because he has a little bagel side business going. I have yet to see any profits in my pocket. I think they are being spent on ice cream sandwiches.
I have a real hard time spending $40 on dog grooming. He also hates going to the grooming place and I really do feel bad when I take him there-another reason not to shell out the cash. But Sammy was in desperate need and I just HATE cutting his nails more than anything else on earth. When I picked him up the groomer said, "He was my best dog by far today." And that made me feel proud, which in turn made me laugh at myself, because TRUST ME, I have done NOTHING to make him either good or bad, he was born that way. Can't you tell he is proud in the After photo? Why am I even talking about my dog? For God's sake alive, what have I become?
Lunches lined up at night. Abbey insisted on that lunch box even though I said, "If seniors make fun of you at school and point and laugh and push you down I am still making you carry it." She said she would. and instead of getting made fun of she gets compliments on how cute it is. Well, what do I know anyways?
A beautiful pink-cloud morning.
Speaking of natcher, we had rain for 5 minutes the other day. Still dry as a bone over here, but I shouldn't complain because I know others have had more than their fill.