So this morning we were up and early so I could make it to my classes on time. I glanced at the calendar as I head out the door and halfway to class my mind starts telling me that I saw 10 AM on the calendar and not 9 AM as I've been thinking all week. So after pulling into a parking spot and call Bobby. He double checks for me, and sure enough I've arrived an hour early! So I'm trying to focus on what I can accomplish during this hour instead of all the things that need doing at home. Happy Saturday!
Saturday we had a baby shower for Bobby's niece. As I was making the mints, Bobby asked what else was on the menu. After I recited off the litany of items, he responded with "No peanut butter?! This shower is for Hannah! What's she going to eat?" (Hannah has had stomach problems over the years and has been unable to tolerate many foods, but peanut butter has been her staple.) Despite my assurances that she would enjoy the foods we were having, he was adamant that I needed to make peanut butter & jelly sandwiches for the shower. Even though I protested that NOBODY took that to a shower, he persisted, and informed me I could make them dainty with my little cutter. And so I did. To my surprise all but 3 were eaten. Who'd a thunk it?
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