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Sunday Supper is back!

After a long hiatus, Sunday Supper was reinstated last night with short ribs and German chocolate cake.

The Sokol-Juns came over and Koa got an automatic carrot dispenser for the evening.

The short ribs were flavorful but could have used one more hour in the oven.

Michelle made a German chocolate cake and it was scrumptious.

Oh yeah, I just discovered that Jack actually knows Jes’ name. He was sitting at the dining table taunting him with “Uncle Jesse Uncle Jesse!” This kid is the only one not scared of the husband.

Beak-Proof

Auntie Beak and Jack

This evening I went to the Sokol-Juns’ to babysit Jack for a couple hours.  When I arrived, Jack was seated on the couch watching a Sesame Street DVD.  So, I plopped myself down next to him, opened my bag of McDonald’s, and offered him a french fry.  The parents left for their dinner and the two of us continued to share a small bag of fries, watched Cookie Monster and his friends dance around, and were as happy as could be.  He went to bed surprisingly easy tonight without a squeak out of him and I spent the remainder of the evening watching TV and surfing on my laptop.  Unfortunately, their house has some super duper baby-proof outlet covers that even stumped me.  My Facebook status might as well have been:

Bee-Too-Bee (how Jack says ‘Auntie Beak’) was too weak/lazy to get the cover off so the laptop ran out of juice and she took a nap until the parents came home.  *sigh*

I’ve taken the covers off before but for some reason I couldn’t manage this time.  Oh well.

A Back-to-Work Treat

I went back to work today all relaxed and ready to tackle my day. I actually hobbled in since I have the worst shin splints EVAR right now and my left knee is killing me. Besides all that, I had a pretty good first day back at work. That was…until I went upstairs to see one more patient. She was a sweet little 11-month-old enjoying herself on my lap. Little did I know that she was having such a good time that she emptied her bladder into her diaper which then leaked all over my lap. What happened to all those leak-proof diapers I’ve seen on TV?! Sure, the pee was bad enough but what’s worse is that the baby’s on some crazy medicine that gives her super highlighter yellow pee. So, when I stood up there was a huge wet bright yellow spot on my pants that might as well have been a sign that said “Look here! I peed myself!”. In the meantime, the little baby just looked up at me with a big smile on her face. *sigh* All I could do was change her diaper and call it a day. Luckily it was the end of the day and I could just throw my coat on and drive home instead of wandering the halls of the hospital searching for scrubs to wear. So, that was my first day back at work. WooPEE!!

A Real Swamp Band

swamp band

A few years back on a camping trip, we were taking a hike up a really steep trail in Big Sur.  There was a small group of us that fell behind and was about to give up until Ryan decided to start a pretend Swamp Band.  We all chose instruments as we hiked up the trail and repeated the mantra “Swamp Band plays in the swamp”.  It got us up the mountain and we had a good chuckle.

Well, last night, I went to a special work dinner held by our managers and they had a real swamp band playing for us!!!  I’m sure that’s not what they call themselves but my manager’s daughter plays the violin and she’s part of a band that plays in various clubs.

swamp band 2

They were complete with a girl on spoons and a guy playing a tub bass guitar made of a wash tub, broomstick, and rope.  It was awesome.  They played rather well and I couldn’t help smiling the whole time.

Here are photos from the evening.

Ner’zhul is full

Muhahahahahahahahahaha. Someone got the new expansion pack, installed it as soon as he got home from work, and found this on the screen. Oh noes!

*happy dance*

Last night at Stater Brothers…

Brother: Let’s get a Reisling.

Me: Got it.

Joy: Oooo, snacks…

Brother: What should we get?

Me: Cheetos!!!

Brother: Nah, I don’t want to have to lick my fingers.  What goes with Reisling?

Me: Cheese goes with wine.  Cheetos?

Brother: OK.