Last night I cut up what Safeway calls its "personal watermelon", they mean that figuratively, Max takes it as literally. Note the plastic lids next to the watermelon. We made loads of applesauce after work yesterday. Figuatively. Literally we made 13+ pints. The taste testers liked it so much I sent their Mom, Amie home with apples to make sauce.
And tonight...I would like to welcome home my hubby! He has worked 45 out of the last 48 days. Sometimes double shifts. He will be spending the next four days with his family. Figuratively. And figuratively, I have killed the fatted calf to welcome him home. Literally, I put a roast beef in the crock pot with Lipton onion soup mix this morning for our dinner tonight.
I called my boss, Troy, this morning and told him, "I don't want to work today." He knows I mean that figuratively. I literally love my job, I just don't have time to go to work today. Thanks Troy (I meant no disrespect in the previous post).
Today I am gearing up for the big party on Saturday evening. Where CUTE will reign and the food will be delicious.
3 comments:
Cute post....you had to remind me of the party and the fact I'm unable to attend. Do you think anyone will notice if I "get lost" between the ceremony and reception?!?
oh tami...i love reading your blog. literally.
Hope you and your husband have some wonderful restful down time. 45 out of 48 days? Eek.
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