Scenes From The Weekend

It started with parties and plays.

He joined old friends for a birthday party sleepover.

She got dolled up to attend a high school production of Cinderella with Aunt Jess who swore that being pretty in pink scored them second row seats.

We went out to wish a friend a happy 45th.

Hubby was up before dawn for game day festivities after his ride finally rang the doorbell tired of waiting in the driveway.

I was up too since he swore rather loudly, clamored through his closet, left the light on in our dressing room and went barreling down the stairs.

It was OK since I had lots of cooking to do for the post game party: my Mom's pumpkin bars, better than crack brownies, Cook's Illustrated lasagna and Ina's herb infused garlic bread.

Tigger and Peanut were my sous chefs for the day always close by when there are so many smells in the kitchen.

T. Bone watched football until I finally shagged him outside no longer all droopy eyed and dragging thanks to THE BIG Badger win.

Miss Bit scored a play date with a friend and then all the kids scored a ride in the limo that brought the happy dads home.

The party continued into the night until we had to strongly suggest that the last guests leave as one of their children went from simply trashing the house to terrorizing Miss Bit. I handed them a half-eaten pan of lasagna, said "Ba bye" and took my daughter upstairs to wash their son's spit from her sweet, incredulous face.
The picture below is proof that a good night's sleep made everything all better... homemade waffles topped with ruby red raspberries and dollops of fresh whipped cream didn't hurt either.

The day carried on as Sundays usually do:

Some chores and projects, a bit of yard work, a little R&R, more play dates, a pot of soup simmering on the stove - chicken noodle, football, movie night - Toy Story 3, readying for the week ahead.