It's time for me to tell you the five highlights of my week.
1. I've had a great view out my dining room window at night:
My Neighbor Who Watches Us has been out of town for over a week! I've actually had my curtains open... because no one is watching us!
|So nice to get some daylight in the dining room windows.... such a small yard...|
I got the recipe from this blog: The Complete Guide to Imperfect Homemaking.
This blogger mentioned how she had made a pie with her young children as helpers... I thought, "Shoot, I bet my geriatric, blindish father could help with that."
The crust had eggs and vinegar in it... kind of different... but turned out great and was easy to roll out.
|Cracking eggs like a boss...|
|Yep, the blind guy has another knife...|
and only one small flesh wound...
3. The Angsty Teen is in the Sound of Music.
|She must have been inspired from our vacation pic I entitled:|
A Vacation Like Nun Other
It will be a fun show... and rehearsals are across the street from our house.
4. I signed up for the first volleyball pasta party of the season... and survived the night!
|Some of the extremely good eaters at the pasta party...|
|So many carbs...|
Bonus highlights of the party:
- We had enough food.
- I was smart enough to ask another mom to host it with me.
- She's the chef where my parents live, and we had the party in the conference room there!
- We had great pasta and amazing Cheesy Garlic Bread.
- I'm done for the season!
5. My dad put his underwear back on! (That sounds like a sad highlight, but I'm happy with it.)
|Bet you're glad I didn't post a picture of that business...|
My mom is sick and she called me to come help my dad for a little bit... I am at their place as I type this. I did pills and insulin... the CPAP...(that word looks a lot like "CRAP")... and he went to the bathroom for the second time in 20 minutes.
I came into the bedroom to help him with his sleeping/CPAP mask... again... and he is sitting on the edge of the bed... pants-less. Seriously? I don't get paid enough for that business... Wait, I don't get paid at all. Damn.
I told him he had to put his underwear back on... and he said he didn't want to... This is a lot like caring for a toddler... a large, uncooperative, obstinant two year old. (Sorry if I'm sounding a little negative... I'm tired... and I want to be at home...)
Told him he didn't have a choice because "I don't want to have to be seein' your ding dong whenever you need help." So... yay! Pants are on... because pants are not optional in this situation.
I hope you have a great weekend. I hope you have some tasty food and fun times with friends and/or family. And, I hope all the old farts you see keep their pants on... but really.