|This neon yellow charger |
is not mine.
I use it.
I have no idea
what happened to
I had my heart set on one Easter party (Saturday checked that box) followed by one day of relaxing with just my kiddos/Coach. Lad would be in town (and I swore not to be overly upset when he unplugged everyone's devices to plug in his own- WHY DOES HE NOT OWN HIS OWN CHARGER?!). My side was congregating at Marie's house in Milwaukee on Sunday. None of us really wanted to drive there - even though it is only like an hour and a half away.
|I made Irish soda bread, too.|
Not sure why I have no
pics of lasagna. Soda
bread doesn't really go
with lasagna, but what the heck.
The menu: lasagna - very labor intensive, but a huge hit. I stayed up super late to prepare it in advance so I could watch Mini play badminton Saturday in a tournament near our house. Tank's volleyball was far from home. Tuned out he didn't come home until after 5 pm and Mini till 2:55 - party was at 3:00!
|It is not always easy to follow a birdie |
on the opposite side of the gym.
|Easter brunch with our gang - |
apple puff pancake
plus egg casserole.
And time to not have to
rush to Milwaukee.
When I got home, I decided it would be GREAT to clean the house ALONE. Is it just me, or do you sometimes expel more energy instructing
Me texting a friend who I just saw at badminton: 'Is it OK if I drop Curly off to play with her BFF at your house?' Everyone needs a friend that you can call and invite your kids to their house. Friend: 'Sure!' Me: 'Lil orphan Annie thanks you.' An unexpected play-date on a clean-the-house day was a huge hit. Curly: 'SERIOUSLY?' But I didn't clean the kitchen sink yet.' Please don't judge me.
Realizing that I needed an Easter-esque meal to serve my kids/Coach Sunday, I whipped up an egg dish. They're now requesting it weekly. Mini: 'No, daily!' Me: 'Do not hold your breath, children.'
|Sweet, sweet Mike's.|
By the time people arrived Saturday, I was EXHAUSTED. All these Easter posts to say that food was good, and my in-laws were on their best behavior. I did hear my extremely right-wing, republican father-in-law turn to my bro-in-law and ask him 'You're a democrat, right?' No translation necessary about how socially unacceptable that is, right.?
I swore to myself that I would bust up any politically charged, or religious-themed conversation, but after 3 Mike's Hard Lemonades - when I am more of a 1 drink kind of gal - I felt blissful enough to ignore it.