This week, we celebrated my husband's 30th birthday. Hard to believe he's finally joining me in the thirties! We went out to dinner at our favorite restaurant to celebrate, and I got some balloons, a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos, and a can of Pibb for decoration. If you knew my husband, you would understand the Doritos and Pibb, so for those who don't: the Doritos are in honor of sticking to good eating habits for six months now, and the Pibb is in celebration of his vow to not drink any Pibb (his favorite pop) from the beginning of the year to his birthday--six and a half months, a big commitment for him. He got to enjoy some old favorites on his birthday! We were up to visit my family over the weekend, and while we were up there, we celebrated his birthday with a golf-themed ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins. We had a few days of birthday celebration for him, but he left for a business trip the day after his birthday. :(
An Owl for My Sister:
Crescent Roll PocketsSo, at work today, I was trying to figure out what I was going to do with the half of the can of crescent rolls that I would have left over after I made a pot pie for dinner. Then I had an idea. I decided to try making them into chocolate-stuffed and cinnamon-sugar-stuffed pockets! Below are the steps and recipe for the creation I call "Crescent Roll Pockets":
A Loss in the Family
I mentioned earlier that we were up to visit with family over the past weekend. The reason was because my uncle, my mother's brother, passed away from an illness. It was a sad time, for obvious reasons. He was always a good uncle to us, and he was always nice to us. I have many good memories of him, and he was a neat man. He liked to dabble in all sorts of hobbies: he tried growing crops, he did canning, he created barbecue sauce, he brewed his own raspberry wine, he restored antique telephones, he sold Christmas trees, and just generally seemed to enjoy life. He seemed to succeed in anything he tried to do! He even gave us one of his phones a few years ago, and it's been a prized possession of ours ever since. Now, it's something that will always remind us of him every time we see it hanging on the wall in the kitchen. My husband didn't know him extremely well, but he always enjoyed the times that we were able to visit with my uncle. Please pray for my uncle's children, grandchildren, my mom, and my mom's other brother, who are still grieving, but are glad for the time they were able to spend with him on earth.
Sad GardenSad, sad, sad. It's certainly struggling under the severe conditions that seem to have settled over this part of the country. While I water whenever I can, it doesn't seem to help that much. There's such a difference in the plants when it rains, as opposed to a good soaking from the hose. Though I would love to have a rain barrel, and not have to use chemically-treated city water in the garden, a rain barrel does no good if there has been no rain! Everything is still alive, but it seems that the hot sun beating down all day just makes them so droopy. It's cloudy now, and there is rain in the area, so here's hoping for a good soaking from mother nature!
|A blossom on my pumpkin plant|
|My heirloom chocolate cherry tomato plant--hoping to keep some of the seeds and do it again next year|