Has it really been a week?
Well, It's been a busy 6 days- not that it is an excuse.
I went to my first sewing lesson.
I have made two dresses since.
|This one was the first-- It was like getting married and seeing my first born for the first time all wrapped into one.|
|And, check out the detail! :) I rule.|
I cooked my first Sunday dinner.
I made mustard greens for Husband. He loved them. I didn't try them. Too green for me.
I called Mom and she promised to come up in June to teach me how to blanch butter beans so we can be stockpiled this winter.
|Mustard greens. Ew.|
|But, I did make parsnips in lieu of mashed taters. YUM!|
|And isn't it a pretty bird? Husband & I decided that we are making chickens until we (he) figures out how to carve one perfectly-- just like Daddy does.|
|Don't be deceived, I can make a mean gravy. Mama taught me. Foolish me thought I could follow a Martha Stewart original. Foolish, Foolish me. It actually hit the trash.|
|super cool, right? I took over 400 pictures and erased all but 87! I freaking love my camera.|
It snowed. A lot. But, nothing stuck. Sadly.
|Last minute before the light turned green. But, can't you imagine it without those cars? It coulda been great.|
LMC got sick... and stayed that way. She was pretty cracked out on fever, Tylenol, and Motrin.
I made chili. I hate chili. Rephrase: I hateD chili. Further rephrase: I still hate chili, unless it is made to my exact specifications. Remember, I'm a picky eater.
|Before you cast an opinion- even Husband said it was the best chili he has ever had. Ready for this? BUTTERNUT SQUASH chili with sausage. Yes, please.|
I started writing a book, thanks to the inspiration of my very funny friend, Princess Flibbertigibbet. I seriously doubt anything will come of it, actually, I have to finish the damn thing first. BUT- once it's done, I'll see what I want to do with it. Currently, it is over 12,000 words. It's The Story, but with a whole lot more detail about Prom Queen, The Boy, Tractor, Chicken--renamed Poulet, Copper-- renamed Constable, oh, and of course Husband. There is even a story that involves making out and chap stick. Some names have been changed- some haven't. Martha is still Martha, but Brother is Brother instead of Brad.
It's got a ways to go and I have some serious cleaning up to do once the first draft is complete.... speaking of cleaning... the apartment... yeah, it beckons... ugh. Where's my laundress?