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i drank a glass of milk with my breakfast today. i can't remember the last time i did that. it just seemed fitting. i made scrambled eggs, then sliced up some tomatoes and dropped them in the pan till they got all nice and hot and a little browned. then took them out and put some bread in and decided to try it all grilled cheese style. i shoulda cleaned the pan of the extra egg residue but didn't. it got all sorts of smokey. but i kept that bread in there till it was good and grilly with the eggs tomatoes and cheese all up in the middle. and milk seemed like a perfect combo.


we had a very lovely weekend. went out to dinner with the inlaws on friday and then went to bed around 10pm. it was great. woke up "early" on Saturday (early for us) and actually left the house and did stuff - farmers market, lunch, food shopping, unpacking allll the boxes we packed up out of the 2nd bedroom (throwing/giving away a TON of stuff). Then we headed over to Tiffany and Dave's and helped them unpack like a box or two and then a bunch of other friends came over and we all ate some BBQ. It was just nice and relaxing and great weather. I've found like 6 mosquito bites but I'm okay with that. I learned Mark does not catch fireflys so I kept catching them and putting them on him. Kate would laugh and Mark would squirm. Today we flopped around on the couch until around 3, went to cvs, then headed over to my old boss's house for a quick bbq. then we met up with Dave, Tiffany, and Kate and ate some yummy ice cream.

I already packed my lunch for tomorrow AND prepped dinner for tomorrow. We're both super sick of eating out which is all we've done the past 3 weeks or so. It gets gross. So the Enoch's will be cooking all this week and (hopefully) 95% of next week. We're going to PA next weekend - so that doesn't count.

I'm gonna curl up and go read a book while watching extreme home makeover now. I'm an old lady.