Black Eyes and Cookouts
Caleb tripped and fell. His eye hit the corner of a shelf. So he's lookin' a little busted up.
It's almost 2am and my sister and I are winding down from preparing for tomorrow's Mothers Day Cookout.
I am making sangria, and I marinated the chicken breasts and sliced some potatos.
Yes. Hell froze over and I am preparing food and beverages. I didn't injure myself... even while cutting up the 6 tons of fruit for the sangria. Oh and I just made myself a fried egg sandwich.
Next weekend I'm supposed to be helping Janice plan a surprise party for Ma (and my mom)'s birthdays.
Ughyugjhhhhy.
I guess i should sleep.
Sucks I can't buy liquor tomorrow morning, as my sister forgot the brandy.
It's almost 2am and my sister and I are winding down from preparing for tomorrow's Mothers Day Cookout.
I am making sangria, and I marinated the chicken breasts and sliced some potatos.
Yes. Hell froze over and I am preparing food and beverages. I didn't injure myself... even while cutting up the 6 tons of fruit for the sangria. Oh and I just made myself a fried egg sandwich.
Next weekend I'm supposed to be helping Janice plan a surprise party for Ma (and my mom)'s birthdays.
Ughyugjhhhhy.
I guess i should sleep.
Sucks I can't buy liquor tomorrow morning, as my sister forgot the brandy.