It is Friday. That means nothing to me these days. It is but another day. We won’t crack 90 today, according to the weather babe, the first time in a while. It appears the promised rain failed to materialize last night. I wish now I had watered the flowers. There is still a chance for precipitation this morning. We shall see.
The grandgirls are staying overnight for a sleepover this evening. The oldest already has the evening planned: pizza, popcorn and a movie. The one year-old sister will just go with the flow. Since she started walking, she has been a handful. In a good way. She is very busy. I’ll put it that way.
I through some chicken breasts on the grill last night, hitting them with a nice rub about 20 minutes before grilling and finishing with BBQ sauce at the end. I sliced some potatoes thin and wrapped them in foil with onion and chunks of cheddar cheese and grilled that too. Some canned baked beans rounded out a simple and delicious supper.
In other news I have nothing.
Have a great Friday.
4 comments:
You understand that most of our lives are just as boring. I'm going with chicken enchiladas for dinner tonight using a hunk of turkey found in the freezer. After 4 months I'm really starting to get tired of my cooking. You could find your mothers lemon cake recipe for those of us who bake. Just a suggestion. Enjoy the grandkids as they grow up way too fast.
Everything is boring if your expectations are too high. We keep reading.
You got your grandkids.
That's a blessing.
You're quite the creative chef.
Supposed to reach 95 here with the heat index of 100.
Have I mentioned I hate summer?
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