I am soooooooo sleepy. Roland returned from San Antonio with the last load of my parents househould around three in the morning. We are both worn thin. But, the job is done, at least, the part where we move them. Now, I'm sure it will be days of sorting and arranging before they ever start to get that feeling that makes a house a home. Hopefully, it won't be too long of a project. I'm missing my own home and all the fun work I have waiting for my return.
I did manage to pop online and finally put up some new photos in our Photo Journal. I'm still learning exactly how to do that so I apologize for the weird formatting. We hope you enjoy them and that you get inspired to cook up something fun and exciting with family and friends.
When Roland and I met, I was one of those people who opened the box or can and warmed up the family meal. After our marriage in 2005, I truely began to appreciate what food is really about, not only that it can taste very good, and be nutritious, but that it can be a celebration of who you are and the people that you share it with.