On Fridays I enjoy my home. I spend moments in the daytime reclaiming the space- stashing away every toy, cracker crumb, and stray barrette. Because I know what's coming.
Brian's tapas night.
The magic that happens when Brian takes over the kitchen, and people start streaming in through the back door carrying pans and bowls and platters full of delectible delights.
The children feel much the same way about Friday nights. Pizza, poison, and video games. Yep, that's what I said.
The children feel much the same way about Friday nights. Pizza, poison, and video games. Yep, that's what I said.
There is something very satisfying about taking back my house on a Friday.
It reminds me that I'm not just a human doing.
That sometimes instead of wiping my chairs, and vacuuming my couch... I can sit on them instead.
That instead of cutting cheese and grapes into bite-sized pieces, and labelling sippy cups in green tape and black marker... I can sip and savour.
Ahhhh.... Happy Friday.
9 comments:
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm that looks very inviting... have fun, ok?
Schwester Mary
Yummmmmmmmmm.
Do you think he could marry me? Do Mennonites do polygamy like that other M religion?
OK, maybe not - come to think of it ICK - on the polygamy but the tapas still look YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMY.
OHHHHHhhhhhhhhh to have someplace special to gather with special people on such a night! Enjoy! Salud!
Ohhh.
I just may have to move closer to you.
well Brian was looking tempted, but then I told him that you said ICK and he got all fetal and offended. pffffft.
:)
i like :)
this makes me homesick for Manitoba, you have so many fun parties!
looks delish!
I didn't say Ick about Brian - just about polygamy. Imagine your little girl getting married to someone Brian's age - that is ick. I am sure Brian is as yummy as his food:)
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