Next thing I know, her older sister is driving her to the house to borrow my car.
Sigh. So I skipped breakfast, skipped my chores, and high-tailed it to the grocery to stock up. Then I drove over to the library, who had about 10 books in for me, and
So, stuck home on my birthday, with no car and not wanting to do a dang thing, I made noodles. What else is a woman to do?
I didn't want to clean. Heck no.
Hubby went in at midnight, working 3rd shift, followed by 1st shift, so I knew he would not be grilling my birthday dinner as he previously planned (and would go straight to bed).
So I just whipped up some homemade spinach fettuccine noodles. I filled 8 of the 9 trays in my dehydrator with noodles.
Oh, and I can puree my spinach in my food processor, because my new blade (mine was on the recall list) arrived a few weeks ago. It wasn't easy getting it either. I had to email 3 or 4 times, then they emailed me saying I had to write a letter to a specific person. A month later it arrived. Now I am back in business.
I retreated to the porch and took my newest library loot with me. And an adult birthday beverage. Why not? It was my birthday and I wasn't driving anywhere, ha ha!
I woke up to rain this morning. I hope the porch rockers are dry.