No, I did not. This weekend I cooked and I watched an entire season of The Tudors and that is all. Welcome to my life minus husband plus winter plus exhausting week of work.
So here is a breakdown:
1. They guys at work have been bugging me to bring in biscuits and gravy for months. Did they look at me, decide that I was Southern and then make the judgment that I would automatically be good at making gravy? Well, yes that is kinda how it happened. This past Friday I finally budged. The gravy turned out fine...and the biscuits did not. Note to self: never put biscuits on a pizza pan with holes. The grease will drip and smoke up your whole house at 8:15 in the morning when you were supposed to be in the car 15 minutes before. You will forget that it happened and smoke up your house again the next time you turn the oven on. You will be forced to open every window and door in 20 degree weather. Did I ever mention that I really love my coworkers? To them, I am a gravy goddess.
2. Breakfast with the girls on Saturday morning. I LOVE waking up on a Saturday morning and making a good breakfast. Especially if you can have a few hours of girl talk in the process.
3. I love homemade pizza. My mom made it almost every Friday night of my childhood. I never feel more at home than eating her recipe on a weekend night. I made this one all for myself!
4. Pot of Chili for the week. Because I work ungodly hours (in my opinion).
It all looks so good!
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