Flexible Friday #7 I’m Home!

Finally, I’m back home and get to sleep in my own bed!

Don’t get me wrong – I had tons of fun during my two weeks of travel golfing, working and seeing old friends.

But I did miss my bed and my pillow…

…and my family.

It’s a bonus to come home to a clean house and a husband who missed me.

This was waiting for me on my night stand.

PhilBillPaul is nice like that – as I know I’ve told you all before. You can read about his niceness here or here.

Now you have photographic evidence. I won’t tell you what the card said because it was so sweet it might hurt your teeth like too much buttercream frosting on a cupcake. Or that white filling in a Krispy Kreme doughnut.

Well, maybe not that sweet but perhaps he wouldn’t want me to share it here on the internet for the world to read. He’s also kind of private so you can imagine how much he likes me to blog about him.

So let’s not talk about his sweetness and instead talk about my sugar addiction and cry for help that no one answered…

It seems no one called PhilBillPaul to have a food intervention when I arrived home this morning.

I thought that’s what friends are suppose to do for each other?

HELLO?

On my first night back last night, he took me to a small Italian restaurant called Porto Bello that we heard good things about from The Grunter and his girlfriend.

The service was excellent. It is a small family-owned restaurant and one of the sons came out to introduce himself and answer any questions.

They made me say WOW before I even tried the food.

I should tell you the food also made me say WOW!

After chicken ravioli in a pink sauce and lovely conversation with my darling husband, here is what we had for dessert…

Chocolate ganache cake with raspberry sauce.

There was also créme brulée.

I share that in case you are tracking my caloric intake and if so please do not tell me the total.

I do hear by solemnly promise to not talk or write about food, especially dessert for a long, long time.

This past week, I was beginning to feel like I had a food and restaurant blog.

I’m going to get back to my regular life now and try to stop eating so much.

And wear elastic waistband clothes.

Thank goodness maternity-style tops are back in fashion. I am still trying to lose the baby weight I gained with those darn twins.

I can still say that even though they are 17 now, can’t I?

Have a great weekend and enjoy a great dessert with your family!