You won't be disappointed

Tonight we ate this. I recommend when you have time, you do the same. It was a delightful fall meal.

Oh, and, we are alive and happy. And busy. We both have new jobs and I'm in school.

Back to the food:
winter squash soup with gruyere croutons

pie crust 102: all butter, really flaky pie dough

Apple Pie by Grandma Ople

You won't be disappointed.

Resume booster

By far, the best line on my husband's resume reads: Appeared in teen romance film as a basketball player.

Proof:



Okay, you might have to watch the full film to see more of him. Look for the tall, lanky b-ball player in blue. He is only in 1 second of the trailer (1:16). They filmed the movie in UT and he was used as an extra while he was in high school.

Busy

I have been really busy lately. All good things, but with two nights a week at school, other obligations and bike riding I have had something every night for the past week and I think the next two are quickly booking up.

Last night I was telling Bryson how busy I am and complaining about not having time to clean (I know, Bryson is was busier than me). Tonight I had school. I got home and saw this:




Bryson cleaned the whole apartment. Our bathroom is sparkling too. What a gem. It was the best gift he could have given me.

So, yes, I have just devoted a whole post on my fabulous husband. And his mad cleaning skills.

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Week in Review

Bryson is razzing me right now for not changing my age on my blog. I'm 28. Changing that now.

Since that is all taken care of I will give a quick recap of the week.....

Last weekend was GREAT, as many three day weekends are. Saturday we went on a bike ride, met up with friends for tennis, laid by the pool and saw Super 8. Monday I ran a surprise 9k (surprise for two reasons 1) I forgot I signed up for it and 2) it was only supposed to be 8k, the course was a bit long), went to a BBQ and rode bikes to the mall with the Bessey's to watch the fireworks. The boys fought through the crowds, stashed our bikes on (as in on top of) the bushes and we watched from the Lincoln Memorial. This is year number 4 watching fireworks from different places on the mall and this was my favorite view.

School is going well for me, I turned in my mid-term and am hoping it went well. I really like being back, it feels really good. Busy, but really good. I am really excited to start my actual Poli Sci classes in the Fall.

B has been sick, which is pretty sad. Yesterday he wasn't feeling well, and spent the day working while I went on a long bike ride, went to a pool party, took a nap (the sun really takes it out of me, whew), cooked dinner and we watched "The Man Who Knew Too Little". I recommend it if you want to watch a silly movie and be easily entertained.

Huzzah.

I got up this morning and through fate decided to try on that pair of jeans that were just a little tight, but as most women know, you keep those pants because they will totally fit someday.

Someday being after joining a dumb work contest where you don't eat sweets or eat within two hours of bed and have to eat 5 servings of fruits and veggies and work out everyday. There is actually a checklist of 8 things and since I really like to win, I have been really committed. Ask B, I have been a nut, and he mocks me, but also told me how impressed with my will power he is.

Anyways, those pants totally fit this morning.

After finding this out, I found B and made him tell me how good they look. ha. I also told him his sick stomach will hopefully be feeling better so he can take his hot wife and her fabulous jeans out on a date tonight.

He finds me endearing.

And it has been a really good day.

Charleston

When we got to charleston we went for a walk around town. We sat by the waterfront and enjoyed the breeze. It was pretty hot outside and it was nice to be by the water.

After that we went back to the hotel for a Sunday afternoon nap. Somehow we got really worn out after all the eating and wandering.

For dinner we went to a restaurant called Poogan's Porch. The shrimp and grits were wonderful as was the peanut butter pie. I do love southern food.

Monday morning we both woke up full. Shocker. We brought along the Georgia peaches that were getting better by the day. We spent the morning at Boone Hall, an old cotton plantation. The plantation was beautiful. We started with an open air tram ride through the grounds. Our driver was an older southern gentleman who was pretty crotchety. He loved living on the ocean but couldn't understand why anyone else would want to move to charleston and was pretty upset they have. At one point while looking at a small fresh pond he pointed out a baby heron standing on a log and said "surprised a gator hasn't gotten him." He then pointed out a group of wood ducks and said, "the mama can fly but those little ones'll be gone when this water goes down. Them gators are gonna have a heyday."







After That we watched a presentation on Gullah culture. The woman who gave the presentation spoke in Gullah and


Why would any parent sign their kid up for tap dancing? It has no application to the real world.

-Bryson


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A bit of a mess

I went to work yesterday without my voice. It was pretty silly when I was on the phone with the plasterer (since we had a leak at the office and now needed some repair work done). Who get's a cold in June?! Bleh. I had to get a new passport photo taken and didn't do my hair or get ready at all. No customs agents will be hitting on this girl for the next 10 years.

I also cut my finger with a razor last night (freak accident, I sliced part of my fingernail and skin). I superglued it together- since it wasn't deep.

I am also convinced there is something planted in my right eye. B says he thinks it is a scratch, but I think it is a piece of sand. It is giving me a headache. B also said when he gets some time tomorrow he will make me a patch for my eye. He found a you-tube tutorial on how to make an eye patch.

Isn't that a lovely sight: superglued finger, pirate patch, raspy voice, hacking cough and wild hair.

B is a lucky man.