Saturday, January 12, 2008

Bam!

Sorry to all you single ladies, I got the last best man around. He not only loves to eat my cooking, but wants to help me cook. Here he is, making cornbread for dinner tonight. It was delicious - and I plan to polish off the rest for a bedtime snack. He also made the mac & cheese, and helped me load the dishwasher and clean up.


Tonight's menu consisted of fried pork chops, mac & cheese, seasoned green beans, and Mr Lemon's cornbread. Here's me seasoning the egg mixture before I battered the pork chops:


Yes, my baby belly is growing by the minute. I had a slightly unfortunate event last Saturday - I slipped and fell on the wet bathroom floor at Winter Retreat. In my defense, the janitorette was actually in the process of mopping, and instead of watching my step, I was smiling and saying hi to her. I felt the fall coming on, and went down like a lady. Anyways - I bruised my knee pretty bad, and then in the early part of the week started to feel pretty sore in my under-belly region, so Mr Lemon made me go to the doctor. The nurse gave me a pep talk that all pregnant women fall, but I am fine.

I have finally gained 2 pounds.

Stop shrieking with jealousy and gluing chocolate donuts to the voodoo doll. The 2 pounds feel like 20, so I'm moving much slower these days.

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Splenda has her first solo in Jr Choir tomorrow! So excited for her ... she has a sweet voice, and a great sense of rhythm. She's sung in church before, but not since I've known her.

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H&R Block is going great so far. I did one tax return the other day, and I had to laugh remembering how NERVOUS I was last year doing my first return on my own. This year I had a first year preparer observing my mad tax skeelz.

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Well, I'm off to help supervise Splenda playing with her Christmas presents. She got lots of cool art projects, and by cool I mean messy. Messy is fun - but I'm hoping I don't find glitter and colored sand in my salt shaker. Ta-ta!

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