My sweet in-laws came up to the mountains yesterday and we all got to hang out. They brought me some fabulous birthday gifts (that's the perks of being the only girl. my mother-in-law and I are treated like the queens that we are). Anyway, I wont brag about all my fabulous gifts, but one of them may or may not have been this bowl.
Someone knows that I have a serious dish fetish.
Last night I had a dream that in addition to all the wonderful b-day gifts that I received, my mother-in-law (Judy) left me a $50 bill under a cup "to go shopping." In my dream I told her "oh Judy, you gave me so much, you didn't need to give me any money." Her reply was "well you better buy something for Matt. It is not all about you, you know." HAHAHA. We all got a laugh out of that. That is the last thing that she would ever do in real life.
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Chase works as a waiter/bartender at a popular place in our area. He decided he was going to dress up as a milkman last night for work.
So he bought a bow tie. I mean a real bow tie that you have to tie. And he spent forever trying to figure out how to tie the damn thing.
He finally figured it out. I think he looked pretty authentic.
He can't put the phone down for a picture?
I don't know if he carried those bottles around all night or what? I asked Matt this morning. "What are the odds that Chase returns my basket?"
Matt gave it a "less than zero."
So funny story about tying a tie. We lived in Dallas when Chase was in middle school and he was playing football at that time. In case you haven't heard: the state of Texas takes football playing Very Seriously. In 7th grade, his football coach made it clear that on Monday's game day, the boys were to wear a shirt and tie to school. Serious business. So the weekend before the first game, we went to Penney's and bought him a shirt and tie. Of course I did not know how to tie the damn thing, so I told Chase that he was going to have to get on the internet and figure it out. He did so without a problem. (I guess the bow tie is a little trickier).
That first game never happened because that day was September 11, 2001 and all events were cancelled. There were, however, plenty of other tie-wearing occasions that came to pass. Flash forward three years to 2004. Matt and I were getting married in "we are getting married" clothes. Luckily my son knew how to tie a tie because my soon-to-be snowboarder husband had never really needed to wear one and had no clue: ) That is a sweet memory.
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In case you are wondering at all.
I mastered the Moo Shu pork. I was really worried about those pancake things, but they were simple.
It was all the damn chopping. Waaayyy easier to call Bamboo Garden. Oh and I learned that Moo shu is Mandarin for "wood ear" which is the type of mushrooms that are in the dish. Anyhow, I made Moo shu on Friday for my mom's birthday dinner (our b-day's are three days apart) .
Happy b-day Mom (if you still read my blog) and thank you for the wonderful b-day gift that you gave me : )
