You'd think we were tearing her limb from limb

It's not easy to get a three year old out of a place she's having fun at. Lesson learned have the what's going to happen when it's time to leave talk a few times before you even get there. But oh the blood curdling "you are ruining my life" screams coupled with the dime sized crocodile tears...

This weekend we did a jam session BBQ at our good friends place. Good food, good music (he wrote a beautiful song for her for their 23rd wedding anniversary) and great conversation always makes for a great night. The only draw back was the Peanut's response to the news that it was time to go home...

Last week I was fighting a nice little stomach bug. I had thought that it was something I ate but really not so much. So I was tired all week long, had little to no appetite and was running around getting things packaged and mailed. So not a whole lot got done. I managed to make dinner every night and a load of laundry did get done here and there. The bug made it's exit for Saturday, just in time for BBQ steak and prawns, rice and corn and a crisp green salad. We supplied pie.

Yesterday the husband treated us to brunch and then took himself and the Peanut out for the afternoon. I got some painting done and and I'm looking forward to sharing the new project I've been working on. I'm hoping to share soon.

First BBQ of the year

and all others will be compared and judged by it.

I once thought about becoming a vegetarian, (right after reading Teen Beat or Sassy or one of those other teen magazines where it was Divulged that River Phoenix was a vegan). Then I considered that I wouldn't get to eat Yorkshire pudding and gravy if I was a vegan and also that Jello would be off the list too and at the time I just wasn't ready to give up blue jello even for dreamy River Phoenix. Well the blue jello has long since been left by the wayside (with the Peanut, I'm sure that it will make a comeback any day) but the prime rib and Yorkshire pudding drowning in rich gravy is still on permanent rotation.

So anyway, we went over to our good friends home on Saturday for some live music provided by the men and (as the Peanut so aptly put it) a delicious feast. We had grilled sirloin, pork and apple sausage, baked potatoes, Parmesan garlic bread, fresh green salad and corn on the cob. It was amazing, food and company both. I laughed until my jaw ached, ate until I couldn't possibly eat any more, and then I had some more.

It turned out to be the best antidote to my case of the January blues. Thank you all for your suggestions and support, I plan on making a trip to the beach soon to dig in the sand and watch the waves and maybe chase down a few seagulls. How was your weekend?