Showing posts with label Friend's Birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friend's Birthday. Show all posts

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Another Bouncing Birthday Party!

I caught this little grin, when "Belle" walked into the party room. I appreciated the venue's natural-looking Belle, who was so sweet with the kids.

Luckily, Dev didn't recognize her from last week's party...she was our helper. (In regular clothes)

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Look at the detail on this amazing Birthday Cake. They said it was a SAH mom, who bakes from her kitchen.
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Incredible detail.
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Thursday, October 7, 2010

I've NEVER used the word "random" in a post title


Until today!!! There you go blog world...I broke Rule #1!

We thought this stuffed cat Halloween decoration would freak out the cats.

It didn't.
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Devin returned to "cooking" for about an hour each day this week. It's serious business.
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Saturday night, I had an intense craving for Fried Green Tomatoes...and Matt obliged.
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Then, I got it in my head to purchase an entire Beef Tenderloin & use it for 3-4 different meals. I had major buyers regret that afternoon...the roast itself was over $80.00.
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BUT, it made a 2 lb roast, 5 filets and a nice section of tail. I used the tail to make Beef Stroganoff last night.
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For my Mom's Birthday, I made the 2 lb roast with an amazing Roasted Shallot Sauce. The beef stock was homemade from my soup bones. (Froze the rest) It was really good, although I always like my beef a bit more done than everyone else.
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Devin attended another birthday party this weekend. She had a great time and worked up quite a sweat. It was so cold out that day, but the indoor bounce place was warm!
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Yesterday, Devin got her annual Halloween box from her cousins.
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She LOVED the card! "It looks just like Baxter...I mean Woofy!"

Devin wants Baxter to be a puppy so much, she re-named him "Woofy." Like, seriously. We all have to call him Woofy. He responds to Woofy, now. She's also strong enough to carry him around, wrap him in blankets, brush his fur, move his feet "like bicycles" and many other very irritating things. Baxter, I mean Woofy, puts up with it all. Only, crying slightly, when she really crosses the line. One time, he scratched her arm...but that was probably an accident.
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Thanks for being patient Baxter. I mean, Woofy.
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