Sunday, June 19, 2011


First of all, Happy Father's Day to the most amazing Dad a girl could ask for! I'm so sad that I couldn't be with you today, but I love you very much! 

He is the epitome of a loving, caring father. He is a provider, a protector, a fighter, a true measure of a family man. 

"The father of a righteous man has great joy; he who has a wise son delights in him." -Proverbs 23:24 

I could not be more proud to call him my Dad. I am so proud of him and thankful for him. He is wise beyond his years. He fought for me...literally. And I can never say "thank you" enough for that. 

I love you, Dad.  

We took it so easy this weekend. And after the crazy week I had, it was wonderful. 

I read a lot of The Pioneer Woman's Black Heels to Tractor Wheels
{Such a good love story!}

After I cleaned our house for two (yes, two!) hours, I rewarded myself with a pedicure and a Sonic vanilla Diet Coke {I love Sonic Happy Hour!} and a manicure/pedicure. And I had a free pedicure from my salon! Score.

And, because I'm so proud of myself, let me just tell you how much I cleaned our house:
two loads of laundry, cleaned both bathrooms, washed the sheets, mopped, vacuumed, dusted and cleaned the kitchen. Whew! 

Peonies were on sale at my grocery store ($4.99 for a bunch!) and once I brought them home and put them in a vase, I thought that a date night in with my hubs would be super fun and a great ending to his day golfing. So, I rented The Company Men and made chicken and steak shish kebabs. It was so fun to just relax with Brandon over dinner and a movie. After a bit of SNL reruns, we hit the hay.

We went to Sunday School this morning and came home and napped and had dinner with my grandparents, who were driving through Dallas. 

After dinner, I decided that I really wanted cookies. Chocolate chip cookies and/or Monster Cookies, to be exact. But I didn't have chocolate chips. And I certainly didn't want to go to the grocery store for one thing, especially since I'd been there the day before. 

So I made sugar cookies. And can I tell you something? I love being able to just whip something up with ingredients already in my kitchen. I felt very Martha. "Oh, this recipe calls for baking powder? No worries, I have a jar of Clabber Girl in the cabinet." 

We're currently eating the cookies (with milk, thankyouverymuch) while watching the Miss USA Pageant. 

And, by the way, this is what my husband did the entire afternoon: 

Relaxing weekend, I must say. 

I don't want to go to work tomorrow. 

Happy Sunday!

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