10.18.2009

Sunday always comes too late

Woke up relatively early this morning (8 am) and made breakfast for my sweet husband who decided to do lawn work today. Sausages and scrambled eggs and Welsh Rarebit, or as my sisters and I called it growing up, "Toasted Cheese." We're strange.
I had a headache so I went back to bed, and after about an hour Ricky woke me up with his new friend, a lizard he found in the yard. How he got it to climb onto his hand I will never know. That lizard didn't stay in the house long.

Dinner tonight was a quick, easy Sunday supper. Big bowls of minestrone and some manicotti stuffed with ricotta, mozzarella, and parsley, all baked with some homemade meat sauce (with turkey) and more cheese. I stuffed the manicotti using a disposable pastry bag, which was Ricky's idea. I'll never spoon filling into a noodle again, smart man.

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