I got Steve to dig out the Brussels Sprouts stems and we found the hidden carrots. Hidden because the girls had eaten the tops and I wasn't sure where they were. A few were broken getting them out, but they'll be good in a salad.
I worked on the strawberry bed, just mainly adding a little water. I moved a few hoops around to rake under them. The girls had thrown straw all over... and they'll do it again. Things are a bit tidier, but probably not for long.
I got a carton of hardboiled eggs done. Steve seems to eat a lot of them. The eggs still sit on their roller-coaster track on the counter when brought into the house, but they all get a good scrubbing with soap before being used. The picture is just showing the process. Scrub them, rinse them, place them into a pan of water. Wonder how long this 12 pack will last?
Had our own butternut squash for dinner along with Daddy's Favorite Casserole. I capitalized that because it was truly named that by my mom. Hamburger, onions, macaroni, cheese, cream of mushroom soup, milk, salt and pepper. Come to think of it, I don't remember onions in the version I had when a kid, but they're there now 'cause I love onions as an adult. Seems Steve likes it too.
This is Steve's plate. I don't eat that much anymore. Should be thinner, but it's not to be. When we were in the valley we had our yearly Dr's appoint-ments. I had lost weight and Steve had gained. The doc said I was "good" and he was "bad" but I know we both should lose some.
This week we'll be putting up some more boards inside and a couple motion detector lights outside. The place had better be thankful...