What’s cookin’

The floors need mopping, the carpet needs vacuuming, the budget needs balancing, the errands need running, the Mama-daughter dresses are still on the machine, and we’re going out of town on Thursday.  But.  But!  I can justify this!!  Inspiration has hit and I’m treating my little family to a summery feast tonight:  cucumber-watermelon gazpacho and a Dr. Pepper pork roast.

While out to dinner with visiting family this weekend, I was inspired by Sermet (his cooking has been inspiring me since college) to tweak my own cucumber-watermelon gazpacho recipe.  I think this one at Epicurious is a great place to start since I’ve got everything but the celery.  Think I might sub celery seed and see what happens…

And I’ve got a random can of Dr. Pepper.  Hmm.  We never buy soda, so I’m not sure how this ended up in my fridge, but it’s going to be superb on the Boston Butt I found on sale at Publix this morning.  I’m going to try and make this work with my roast.

We’ll see how I fare…  Happy Tuesday!

For my daddy

Daddy,
Thank you for being the shining example of grace and forgiveness in my life.  I love you always and forever.
Happy 30th Father’s Day,
your little goomba

The years have been many, the years have been long.
But at last I’m returning to Daddy and home.
He’s looking my way, though he hardly can see.
God bless my old daddy, he recognize me.

There’s snow in his hair, and I helped to put it there,
A halo of worry and care.
As my daddy grows old, he’s more precious than gold.
For I cherish the snow in his hair.

His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years.
I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears.
He walked with a cane as he hurried along
to meet me,
to welcome me home.

There’s snow in his hair, and I helped to put it there,
A halo of worry and care.
As my daddy grows old, he’s more precious than gold.
For I cherish the snow in his hair.

“Snow in His Hair”
by Johnny Cash

inspiration for my day

“You were never meant to go through life by the skin of your teeth but to flourish in the love and acceptance of Almighty God.” – Beth Moore

My first Granny Square!

Yay – I finally learned to crochet!  And thank you, Ivy Mae, for being my life’s ever-willing fiber arts tutor extraordinaire.  Oh, where would I be without your expertise?

I like this yarn.  Ella Rae, 100% wool, though I don’t know the name of the color.  It was actually scrap yarn from my first ever knitting project.  I see more crochet projects looming on the horizon…  Yo-yos and flowers to adorn some onesies, perhaps?

Done.

It feels so good to finish a project.  Her little knitted dress is no longer a WIP.  Now I can finally move on to our Mama-daughter dresses!   But for today, I’m just going to enjoy the feeling of accomplishment… relish watching her get into mischief while wearing her new Mama-made frock.