Here's the thing.

Sometimes, in my best moments, I think myself clever, maybe a little funny, whatever. It's at these moments I try to come down here and share all that *cough* brilliance *cough* with all you beautiful-on-the-inside-cause-I-can't-see-your-outsides people.

"Down here" is my basement, by the by. We've established that I blog in my basement, right? Next thing you know I'll be playing D&D, and starting my own pirate radio station.

So, yeah, the thing is, in all my other moments, I find myself pretty boring. And those are the moments I don't blog. Because why share the boring? Who wants that? And this is why there are only posts here 3, maybe 4 times a week. It's because, honestly, I only have 3 or 4 moments per week of wit or whathaveyou to share here. Or also sometimes, inspiration will strike in the car, and I'd love to race down here and blog about it the second I get home, but typically the baby must be carried up to bed or water must be fetched the second we walk in the door and the spark is gone. You know how it goes. I should carry a little notebook with me, to record the sparks. We'll see if that actually happens.

Hey! Father's Day was this past weekend, and it hope it was lovely for all. Ours was nice - I told Marc to choose what he'd like for dinner and he waited till about 2:00 Sunday afternoon to decide so it was off to the grocery store I went and let me tell you, there are few worse places to be on a Sunday afternoon. Home Depot being one, perhaps. But I got what I needed and I came home and cooked, and Marc helped, because he know he'd chosen some complicated shit to cook. We made this, and while the spicy tomato sauce was very nice and super simple, the gnocchi was a pain in my ass and it came out TERRIBLE. And I've done gnocchi before, so I choose to accept none of the blame. I also did mussels, and steamed shrimp, and some garlic bread. All that was yummy.

I made Marc a Celebrate Everyday Life book from Shutterfly - he adores it and sleeps with it under his pillow at night. Go check it out. Make your own. It's awesome. You can see mine here.

And with that, I have to go put Mason and myself down for a nap. I don't usually nap, but I am totally wiped today. Too many late nights, lately. Hopefully an Old Photo Tuesday later. I have an idea, and have to find the photo.

Comments

[mp]

OK the dinner sounds awesome.. and I love the Thomas and friends pictures on the wall.

I love getting dirty in the yard..then just hose yourself off.

I don't always blog exciting stuff..and believe me it's not usually witty.

[kate]

Wow. I want to sleep with that book under my pillow and I hardly even know you. THAT IS THE COOLEST THING EVER!!! No, really, it's gorgeous. Is it hard? Now I wanna do one for my mom's birthday.

And that gnocchi sounds sooooo yummy. I bow down to you.

[Robyn]

Thanks, guys! The book was not hard, but it took a few days to put together. LOTS of photo uploading - I think I used around 200 photos, give or take 10.

Yes, I know that gnocchi sounds yummy, but do not be deceived, as we were. The sausage ruined it, I believe. It couldn't stick together, and ended up lumpy and mushy. I honestly don't see how Emeril made it work. Maybe he pureed the sausage? I followed the instructions, I swear, but I think a fork maybe wasn't the right tool for sausage mashing. Anyway, I'm not even sure it's worth trying again.

But that spicy tomato sauce? EXCELLENT. And super easy. Took 10 minutes. Make it for pasta, and whoever you serve it to will be your eternal slave.