Super (Bowl) Weekend

Must start this blog with Jessica's crowning achievement from our trip to Savannah last week... a booger bubble. But, not your garden variety. This one she managed to get on TOP of her nose, not just in the hole. Don't ask. I have no clue, and am not sure I want to know ~ Enjoy!

Got that out of the way. Now, for a couple of concert pix. NOT great, but it is what it is. See if you can spot them... you know, like "Where's Waldo?". Where's the Mobs?

Now. On to Wayne's birthday lunch yesterday. His favorite meal is always roast with potatoes and gravy in the Piney Pig pot. The girls and I tollerate it for him, but we just aren't fond of roast. SO, what to fix for his birthday that we can all enjoy... Stuffed flounder! Turned out well, if I do say so myself.

And, Wayne being the chocolate fiend he is, his birthday celebration wasn't complete without his mama's chocolate cake (courtsey of Jessica). She makes the only cake I've seen that the icing between the layers is as big as the layers... But, her daddy is VERY happy with it!

Mid-afternoon, we decided to ride over to the Baxter's and check on Brother Dave. He's doing very well, thank you. His blood clot is about 1/2 the size it was, and they're looking at correcting his heart a-fib in another couple of weeks. But, he says he hasn't felt this well in 5 years or more. YEAH!

We sat around and talked and laughed, then Holly J asked if we had supper plans. I told her I'd taken out some pork chops, and she had taken out some steak. So, we combined our resources, added some junk and ended up watching the Super Bowl (GO SAINTS) with the Baxters. Never did cook our suppers. Just ate junk and had a ball. That's what Super Bowl time is all about, after all.

So, guess what we cooked tonight... pork chops. And they were good. Wayne had lodge, so it was just us girls. I'm sure you've all seem the "What's cooking" on Jessica. As I've shared before, I've become the apple cobbler lady at lodge, but Wayne had a special request this week... Ashton had left him a message requesting some "booger pudding". So, Jess obliged. They needn't get used to it, though. I'M THE APPLE COBBLER LADY, after all!