Stop reading! Unless you love our family a WHOLE BUNCH and want to see a lot of random photos . . .you might want to check out now. Now that you've been forewarned . . .if you are still here, this is truly a photo dump from my phone from the last week.
We've had some incredible sunrises lately. On this particular day, I saw about 100 other photos on facebook of this incredible sunrise. It was truly spectacular.
I didn't take this photo. Mark and one of our nephews (Thomas) went to the farm and Mark caught a whopper.
Not only have the sunrises been amazing but so have the sunsets! I was driving home one afternoon and was able to snap this one (yes, I was driving!)
I dragged Mark to the Junior League Market Noel. He was at least able to buy a beverage to drink as we walked around. I bought the little green dress for Emma to wear at Christmas (and beyond). I facetimed (evidently that isn't a word - facetimed?? because it has the squiggly red lines underneath!!) with Lauren from the market to get approval.
We celebrated not one, not two, but THREE birthdays last weekend - Laura, Glenn, and Lauren. Emma helped blow out all the candles. Yes, Laura's cake is a unicorn. Yes, she is a grown up. Yes, it was a fun cake. It is probably a good thing that I have given up eating desserts because I LOVE icing and there was enough icing on this cake that I would have been in a sugar coma.
Grandmother made cakes for Lauren and Glenn -- German Chocolate Cake for Lauren and poundcake with icing for Glenn.
On Sunday after the birthday celebrations, Mark and I stopped at Restaurant Depot to buy the ingredients for the meal at Firehouse Shelter. Mark helps cook dinner at this homeless shelter once or twice a month. He goes with the folks from our Sunday School class on the fourth Wednesday of the odd months and he goes once a month (usually) with Glenn and his friends. Our Sunday school class menu for the men is always the same - sausages/red beans/rice/salad/bread/homemade brownies.
If you are my friend on facebook, you saw a picture of the Christmas stockings. We bought one for all of our staff people (work) and we are asking everyone to write encouraging notes to each other and if folks want to do so, they can buy something small for everyone (think candy canes, candy bars, fun packs of Kleenexes, pens or pencils). I hung the stockings on Monday but I talked to a co-worker on Tuesday and they were falling down so today I bought command hooks and cording and clothes pins and we are going to re-hang the stockings on Monday.
Our cat is a funny cat. He climbed atop the stack of clean folded laundry and looked at me as if to say, "this is for me, right?" Those are Mark's jeans - not mine - achoo!
Doesn't he look smug and self-satisfied in this photo? He really is quite regal . . .and S.P.O.I.L.E.D. He was helping me as I wrapped some Christmas gifts. I tried to teach him to put his paw down while I tied the ribbon. See the effort below.
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I know that no one cares what I eat . . . but I was having a burger on a lettuce bun. Pretty tasty but messy to eat! I truly have no idea why I snapped a photo of this burger!
On Wednesday, I drove to my daughter (and future son-in-law's) new house. My job is always to do things like put shelf paper in all the cabinets. She has lots of kitchen cabinets.
Speaking of future son-in-law . . .he wants pecan pie instead of groom's cake at the wedding. I think mini pecan pies would be easier to eat than trying to cut whole pecan pies. I'm practicing to get my technique down. It was hard not to eat one of these after making them. I used the basic pecan pie recipe on the label of dark Karo syrup. I added some extra pecans to the bottom of each mini pie. Mark doesn't even really like pecan pie but he ate all the extra filling and said it was good. We've invited friends over for dessert tonight and I'm going to serve the mini pies to them.
I was practicing my baking on Thursday morning (Thanksgiving day) while I watched the parade. Our son called and wanted to know if Pop could watch our sweet baby girl for a little while. Son/daughter-in-law/dog wanted to hike through the woods. Well, of course we said "YES"! Bless her heart - she has a bad cold!! Look at those little pig tails!!!
She always wants to dump all the toys out of the basket. Gran and Pop are happy to oblige.
Since we don't eat our Thanksgiving meal until dinner, we have the whole day free. Our last home had a huge lot and Mark always wanted to rake leaves on Thanksgiving day. Now we have a teeny tiny yard. This year, we hung the lights in our trees. Our neighborhood does this every year and the trees with little white twinkle lights line the streets. Bonus was seeing the blue sky peeking through the gorgeous fall leaves.
We also put lights in the tree in our back yard. That is my shadow - my job is to hold the strand and walk around the tree while Mark hooks the cord and places it on the different branches.
My jacket is hanging on our mailbox. I had been out walking - I rode the bike for an hour and walked for a while trying to exercise enough to offset the dressing and gravy. In the shade, when the wind blew, it was cold! In the sun, out of the wind, it was warm. We are going to have to redo the lights on this backyard tree - when we drove up last night, we realized that all you can see are the lights around the trunk.
We gathered at Grandmother's house on Thursday evening for our meal together. This year, we invited Glenn and Lauren's friend, Wynn, to eat with us and Thomas was in town so we had a fun group. Lauren's mother joined us, too. We had all the basics - turkey/dressing/gravy (that is what I ate with salad - my favorite!). We had cranberry/apple casserole and squash and sweet potato casserole and green beans (I did eat some green beans) and pickles/olives/stuffed celery. Mark's mom had purchased Wickles Dirty Spears and they are evidently really really HOT. I didn't eat one but Laura actually had to grab a glass of water!
Remember I told you on Wednesday that Mark's mom likes to light the candles . . .evidence.
Scott and Laura were stuck behind an accident on the interstate that shut down the interstate for 40 minutes - as in "turn off the car - get out and walk around" stuck on the interstate. We started eating before they arrived but they weren't too terribly late. Probably because Scott is like Mark - if you aren't early . . .you are late . . .so I'm sure they left in plenty of time to be at Grandmother's by six p.m.
We had a good week! What about you?
