week 27 in pictures

sunday:

dave and layla had a ‘date’ and went to the mariners game. her choice. she lasted about 4 innings…

monday:

happy 4th of july! the POTD is shane w/ his ‘roman armpits’! (inside joke.)

tuesday:

after a late night the day before, and a long day in the sun, riding buses and watching gramma and papa’s lions club parade, micah PASSED OUT on the way home and didn’t wake up until about 3 hours later.

wednesday:

yes, mary, this picture is for you! I went to warm something up and found THIS in my microwave… I plead the 5th.

thursday:

shane has never been a big fan of chocolate, and had this idea that he wanted to make some chocolate chip cookies, but without the chocolate chips. odd, but whatever. I found the recipe for him and helped him here and there, but, for the most part, he made them all on his own. they were pretty good, too. even w/out the chocolate chips.

friday:

best night of the MOMS club year! the end of the year party. so much fun, and LOTS of yummy food, thanks to holly! love these ladies!

saturday:

first leg of the STP down… this is how we found dave when we arrived in rochester!

and the extras:

no, that’s not beer in the red hook glass. it’s apple juice, but it looked so funny that I had to take a picture. she chose the glass. LOL!

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a swimsuit RAVE!

I’ve totally been neglecting this blog… you know, I’ve got a new baby, and big sister blog isn’t getting as much attention. sorry. at any rate, something monumental happened today that I MUST report. I bought a swimsuit. it was a pleasant experience. I’m really excited about it. you might remember that about a month ago, I wrote a post ranting about the prospect of shopping for swimsuits. well, today, in target, I had this sudden epiphany. instead of looking at all the flimsy, skimpy, unflattering swimwear, I decided to go look in the workout clothes. I mean, really, they’re basically the same thing. they’re both made of fabric that is meant to dry quickly and not bunch up or get heavy when wet. the only difference is that workout clothes are meant to cover and contain parts of you, while swimwear is apparently supposed to flaunt and expose it. so, I found a cute top and a cute skirt, both of which FIT, and I’m not embarrassed to wear, and didn’t come from a specialty shop, co...

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this has been something of a crazy weekend! but lots of fun. it was the weekend of 4 million bbq’s. okay, how about 3. could have been 4, but we were bad neighbors and skipped one to get a lot of much needed yardwork done. bbq #1: dave’s company picnic was out at tolt macdonald. it’s always great to get together with all of dave’s co-workers who I see twice – maybe three times- a year, and their families. yup. I love making small talk with a bunch of people I don’t really know, but should because I’ve met them so many times, but really don’t because all I’ve ever done is met them and made small talk. hmmm. okay, I’m exaggerating. it wasn’t bad. the kids definitely had fun. there was a bouncy house! well, some of the kids. shane was skeptical at first. see how enthusiastic he is? but he did eventually decide to go in, and then later, he and dave played a little whiffle ball, and eventually bailed on us completely and went to start a soccer match. and then I pulled the kids out of the...

meal plan tuesday

so i liked how it worked last week so much i’m moving my shopping day to tuesday. and, since we went out sunday night after the power went out (for 11 hours!) we had sunday’s dinner last night. which brings us to today… tuesday: pot roast; potatoes & carrots wednesday: fried chicken; mashed potatoes; peas & corn thursday: ??? dave’s taking shane to a soccer game and i’ll be running around shuttling people where they need to be so the little kids and i might grab something or have sandwiches or something. friday: pizza; green beans saturday: beef stew; sourdough sunday: omelets; toast monday: leftovers and no, we’re not having corned beef and cabbage tonight. the first year we were married, i made it at dave’s request. haven’t done it since, and no, i don’t feel guilty. i told him that if he really, really wanted to have it for st. patrick’s day, he could knock himself out and make it himself. not re...

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