I have been sooo busy.. For those of you who don't read my other blog ~Pieces of Me~
I have just a few short weeks until surgery.. I will be a few hundred miles away from home for a spell... I am taking two kids w/ me to stay in the hotel w/ the baby and 2 are staying home w/ Suga daddy.. This means that I have been cooking and freezing food this week.. All week... I canned up 6 quarts of Spaghetti Sauce, baked up and froze around 12 loaves of quick bread, banana, cran/orange, strawberry, chocolate banana and sweet potato... 15 loaves of bread, 4 sourdough, 3 wheat berry/ wheat germ, 4 french, and finally 2 potato and 2 pizza doughs... I made strawberry freezer jam 8 pints... Bought some Tomatillos and made tamales and cooked up some re fried beans in the pressure cooker.... froze that w/ some hand made tortillas.... Between Mexican food and Italian the boys will be set... that doesn't even count the cupcakes, muffins and cheese.. Mozzarella, ricotta, neufatchel and cottage... I have plans for the yogurt next week and all the casseroles..... I think I am burned out.. I never get burned out cooking.. Between taking pictures for the blog and wrapping freezing and cutting I might just not cook for awhile... I will be posting pictures tomorrow night.. of most of everything...
We did get our craft time in... Those pics are great! All the kids picked out their Easter baskets at Salvation Army and decorated them and planted wheat grass so it would be ready for Easter Morning.. I will be in the hospital then, so dad has to be the "Bunny." We made the greatest little gifts for some kids at church as well... Oh My Lord.. WE had a blast.... Those pics are to come!
We have this thing here.... I have a sign over my Door that says, "Sarcasm one of the free service I offer " So that being said! WE sabotage each others Easter baskets daily with shouting into each others baskets when the other ones aren't looking.... I whisper into mine how much I love my grass and how proud of it I am that it grows so strong... Looks so healthy and is the pretties grass EVER... My son walks right behind me and tells my grass that I was lying and that it is Ugly and pitiful... SO I in turn, insult his grass and pretend to spit on it.... In the end the prettiest grass is the one that is sheltered and care for the most..... It is a sick sorted service but we get much Joy from it!
I have much more to write but I am going to save that for another day!
If you lasted this whole post God Bless you and get a glass of water.. You must be soo tired!