Bridesmaids

is a pretty darn funny movie that can be appreciated and enjoyed even when you feel like a complete zombie. If you’ve seen it, do you agree that the Megan character looks a LOT like a female Ricky Gervais?

I am really enjoying the French Silk pie peeps -delish- and am looking forward to breaking into the baked beans soon. Grill is on!

Fabulous baked beans for Memorial Day (or any day)

I love, love baked beans, and Tom and I discovered the best-ever recipe for them years ago; we’ve been making them ever since, and a batch is in the oven now. Think a whole slew of mixed beans, molasses, brown sugar, Dijon, bacon, onions, garlic and so forth, cooked for an hour into a vat of unctuous deliciousness. Aah! Recipe is posted, and a photo will follow their exit from the oven.

Here they are:

What a night! It’s hard to photograph this tree damage, but suffice it to say that we have

What a night! It’s hard to photograph this tree damage, but suffice it to say that we have a lot of unwanted trees/branches/leaves/etc in our yard. It’s almost funny how ridiculous this all is in that after months of deck construction, it was finally finished yesterday. Fortunately, it seems fine. In an crazy fit of gardener obsession, I ran out in the thunder/lightning to save the tomatoes. I think I really am channeling Ouiser.

Oliver was up all night poor honey. I was fully thrown up on twice and feel I must smell to the nines right now, not in a good way. Jack was up around 5:30 wanting to make vanilla pops in the food processor. No dice buddy- at present, I don’t even know my name.

Aunt Flo came early too. Needless to say, no yoga for me today. Maybe the ghost of Rip Van Winkle will come and put us all to sleep for hours and hours! Please!