Pot Roast & Bananagrams

Calm and quiet weekend here.

My favorite kind.

One darling daughter came home for one night.

We watched The Final Four basketball games together.

She took her baby sister to a movie.

And bought her new glasses. Her second pair of these fashion accessory only glasses.

She requested her favorite home cooked meal.

Pot roast, Granny’s noodles, mashed potatoes, corn and rolls.

Gosh, could I cram one more starch in to that meal?

We sent her home with the leftovers so her darling twin sister and friends could indulge in a homecooked meal this week.

Minus the pleasure of our company means it won’t be as good but I hope they’ll enjoy it. 😉

I even included a dozen chocolate chip caramel cookies I baked on Saturday.

After dinner, we played a quick round of Bananagrams.

Have you played this fun game yet?

Back in February when Scary Baby and I played eleven rounds of Boggle and she said we were going to continue to play until she beat me, I had to tell her that was impossible.

When I shared Scary Baby’s relentless quest for a Boggle victory, my friend Ann said she had a great word game she would send us promising as much fun or more for the whole family.

We love it!

Not bragging, but no one has beat me at this one either.

Then we watched a little of the Country Music Awards while the boys headed to a movie together.

So nice to have you all to ourselves Wizzy!

We missed you Roger Leroy.

How was your weekend?


One year ago..

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  1. 1
    Lizzie says:

    Even if it was just for one night I had a lovely time. I do not have a lot of chances to come home. I liked sitting and watching t.v. it brought back memories :). The home cooked meal was delicious. I miss you guys thanks for a great weekend. Love you.

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      Sherra says:

      Loved looking through the photo albums with you. Made me grateful I took the time to make them and write our family stories. Concrete evidence that we’ve had really great times!!

  2. 2
    julieann says:

    Very sweet note—obviously a print and keep. Will warm your heart the next time that you hear that you’re the worst mom in the world.