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I’m Back, and I <3 my daD!

18 Jun

Great news, friends!  My project is finally, FINALLY finished!  Since it’s a gift you’ll have to wait a bit to see; I don’t want to ruin the surprise.  T-minus two weeks until you can see the lovely pictures!

In the meanwhile I’ve been working on just a few things, including these:

how do you make crochet manly? Why, put some whiskey inside, of course!

For Father’s Day this year we got the dads (daD and Dadio, as they like to call themselves) some really awesome whiskey stones.

brown bow = totally manly, right?

And, since it seemed weird to get them whiskey stones without whiskey, we got Dadio a bottle of his favorite beverage and the daD a bottle of something new to try – honey whiskey (which, by the way, is DEEEEElicious)!

Dadio's whiskey pops its collar LIKE A BOSS.

Do you think the dads will forgive the girlie packaging?  I hope so.  =)

Happy Father’s Day to all you dads (and grandpas, and uncles, and soon-to-be dads, and you know, all of the awesome male role models floating around out there).  We love you!

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Weekendapalooza

19 Apr

Here’s how the last few days have been going around here:

Friday night: do laundry, pack, help Husband fill out security paperwork, realize there’s no food in the house, eat a bit of lettuce for dinner because that’s all you can find, fall into bed exhausted.

Saturday: get up at the a** crack of dawn while yelling, “NO, NO NO!” at your alarm clock, drive to Pittsburgh, go to a wedding, go to a wedding reception, have an intense yet utterly fulfilling conversation with your family, fall into bed exhausted.

(Funny anecdote of the evening, which occurred around 11:45pm):

daD: What are you doing down here, Melissa?

Me: Getting some whiskey.

daD: Why?

Me: There are two crying people on my bed and I can’t sleep.

daD: Do you really think whiskey is the best way to deal with that?

Me: Well… I’M not crying on my bed, and I want some whiskey!

daD: Carry on, then.)

Sunday: get up a few minutes after the a** crack of dawn, pack, attend a baptism, attend a baptism party, begin the drive home, stop in Breezewood at 4:30pm to eat *gasp* DINNER (yeah, yeah.  I’m old), get stuck in traffic, get home, unpack, realize there’s no food in the house, make a crack on facebook about how exciting it is to go to bed before dark, fall into bed exhausted.

Dinner!

Monday: try not to throw the alarm across the room when it goes off, feed the cat (who is cranky about having been left alone all weekend), realize there’s no food in the house, go meet two new clients at work, come home, realize there’s no food in the house, realize there’s no laundry soap in the house, eat some sort of mishmash you’re calling “stir fry,” but is actually the following:

-a half a bag of frozen edamame you found in the back of the freezer

– some black beans you didn’t have enough time to soak properly and are now curiously al dente

– three chopped baby carrots (the *only* food in the refrigerator, btw)

– a can of fire roasted tomatoes

– a tortilla

– some tuna

– a handful of rice, which you threw in with the beans to cook and subsequently turned an interesting shade of purple, and

– some pinto beans.

then, yup, you guessed it: fall into bed exhausted.

So, it’s been an eventful few days.  BUT, some really awesome things happened – the best of which was that I discovered a grocery delivery service!  Yay!

How was your weekend?