It was a beautiful day on Sunday, and we relaxed on the patio with drinks and the hawks "screeing" at each other between the trees. The young hawks are out of the nest now, flying around the general area and trying to fend for themselves. I suspect they're still begging for food from Mum and Dad, but also suspect the parents are telling them to get out and find their own mouse or vole. They still dive-bomb DH when he's in the garden unless he's buried his hair beneath his shirt and puts on a cap. They don't seem to be phased or intrigued by my bald head at all, and have never come at me claws out. They just sit in the trees and watch me, but they don't bother me, just gossip.
Once again I made pork roast for dinner. DH happened to be at Target, and they had a roast that looked good to him, so he asked if I would be willing to make it again. Hell yeah! It's extremely tasty, needs minimal work to make, and we get enough for 2-3 meals from it. A total winner.
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There's just something about the glaze on this pork roast recipe that really makes the meal. It's a pleasure to cook because it's minimal work, and it's a joy to eat. DH is addicted to it, as am I. |
I'm also looking at the calendar - we're running out of time very quickly and need to get things moving. Labor Day comes early this year. Ren Fest starts on August 16th and goes through the end of September. We'll miss the worst of the heat, but not necessarily - we've had some pretty toasty days at the State Fair in past years, although we've also had buckets of rain and even an occasional very early snow. Minnesota weather - if you don't like it, just close your eyes for 10 minutes and it will be different. At least that's the saying. But if we're closing by the end of October, things have to start moving faster.
DH apparently got little sleep last night. That's too bad. He's been having issues sleeping. I suspect a great deal of it is his mattress - it's ancient and should be replaced. He can't quite wrap his head around that, though. Maybe after waking up enough times with aches and pains, he'll get the message that the mattress is trying to send to him.
So, on that note, I'm wrapping this up and heading to the shop. It's a Monday which means it's a day off for Chickie. That puts me solidly on the sales floor for the day, with minimal breaks for the bathroom and lunch. DH will be doing whatever DH is doing these days - something productive, I hope. Have an excellent start to your week and I'll be back tomorrow. Slava Ukraini.
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