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No, I have not Forgotten...

Howdy! I haven't forgotten. Thursday through Sunday last week I took a little "vacation". I was at the barn on campus...preparing for a lamb sale. Yes, it's true. It was great! It's one of my favorite weekends of the entire year, and it's definitely on my top ten things I will miss when/if I ever leave here list! There was four days of good food, good friends, good laughs, and oh yeah, there were sheep. Most everyone worked hard, but we also focused on the food and the fun too. My computer was in the shop, so I really didn't feel overly guilty for playing for 4 days! I slung hash, went on beverage runs, watered sheep, made sheep pens, ran to the mall for sale day wardrobe advice, ran random errands (4 consecutive trips to Tractor Supply)...I was your all-around gal. I even offered to wash sheep. Friday was amazing...we relaxed, we ate, we ate, we ate some more...and of course we had to wash down all of that delicious barbecue (Hops farmers everywhere were thanking us). They made ribs and pork loin and potatoes and jalapeno poppers. I made cookies, yes, the famous Heath Bits Peanut Butter Cookies (recipe to follow at the end of this post). The ribs fell off the bone. The pork loin was stuffed with cream cheese and wrapped in bacon...I know, how can anything with added cream cheese and wrapped in bacon not be good! And, my cookies lasted from noon to nightfall. Sunday was Sale Day, and it went well. Sarah and I ran the books and they worked! Everything came out! Closeout was near painless when compared to previous years. It was a decent day. We celebrated Memorial Day and the end of a good week with brisket and sausage and beans and potatoes and German Chocolate Cake and Sangria Wine, etc. My culinary abilities are essentially famous around these parts! (or so I like to think) Don't think I was responsible for all of this food...only the Sangria and the cake on Sunday. It was a FABULOUS four days with my sheep family!

I need to get to making some tables, but a few things first:
  • Don't go shopping when you are hungry--I did last night and came home with a whole rotisserie chicken and some crappy dip
  • Above bullet point reminds me of a quote I read once, "Don't look to find men in a bar, it's like grocery shopping when you are hungry, you bring home things you don't need.
  • I still have a mild obsession with Crystal Light lemonade
  • They put mouse bait out in my office today, which will hopefully alleviate one problem...mice, but create another...dead mice
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