It's my last week of kitchen detail while school is in session. Can I get an "amen"?
In my mind, this week is a formality. Although it's one of the busiest of the school year, the light at the end of the tunnel is looming large. To get us to Friday, I will be making...
Sunday: shrimp, stir-fry vegetables & edamame, spicy cabbage, brown rice
Monday: grilled rosemary chicken, corn on the cob, spinach salad
Tuesday: Greek pasta
Wednesday: tacos, black beans, guacamole, pico de gallo
Thursday: leftovers
Friday: hamburgers, oven fries
Saturday: grilled BBQ chicken, grilled vegetable salad w/ feta, fresh tomatoes
I haven't even thought about baking. Like I said, it's a busy week. A request was made by The Boy's room mom to bring more Ooey-Gooey Brownies for the last day of school. I told you they would make you a rock star. I'm thinking I'll just get a box of popsicles or some cones for ice cream to eat here at home. It's much easier and always a hit with The Offspring.
This weekend has been lovely, in an odd sort of way. One of those weekends that you expect to be a dud but turns out just the opposite.
The Boy spent the weekend with Gramma for a belated birthday celebration. Life minus one kid is amazingly...easy. And quiet. Especially if The Boy is the one that's missing, God love him.
I played masseuse on Friday evening. The Mr. threw-out his back at work and was in need of a little TLC. I was a good wifey and obliged. Believe me, he milked it for all it was worth.
I awoke the next day and went in for a summer cut and color. And when I stepped on the scale it was showing a lower number than before. I have three more pounds to go to get to my summer goal. All those breakfasts of yogurt and cottage cheese are paying off. That and not having even a bite of bread, pasta, sugar, or wine...all the fun stuff.
The Mr.'s back was better by Saturday evening so we enjoyed an "almost" date night by going out for Mexican food at our favorite place. We shared some fajitas. I ate some carbs and enjoyed a margarita that can cure all of life's woes. We returned home to listen to music, read magazines on the couch, and stay up much too late watching You Tube and other internet distractions.
You know it was a good Saturday when you are still laughing on Sunday.
And *that* will get me through this last week of school. The last week of the toughest school year I've ever experienced.
Do you have something to smile about this week? If not, the day isn't over yet.