Turns out date nights are addicting. After we skipped last week, then I went out of town for the Blathering, I missed having them. As I traveled home on Monday, I thought about how excited I was to see my family and how, if I hurried, I had time to make our night a little special.
I decided clear off the dining room table (no small feat, given that’s where we ‘store’ all the junk mail), make it pretty, and we could Dress to the Nines (#5). I made turkey meatloaf – using Thomas’s recipe, because he’s the real cook around here – and Margaret* helped me spread silk rose petals from our wedding on the tablecloth. I finished the table with the beautiful welcome home flowers I found on the counter upon my return.
Afterwards we went downstairs and put a slideshow of my
Blathering pictures on the TV so I could tell them all about the trip. We gave
Margaret the camera so she could take a picture of mommy and daddy in their
|I was trying to stage this picture with just the one plate of food, but this |
unintentional ‘family dinner’ shot ended up being our favorite.
*We never call her Meg. It's time to switch. How much more googlable does using her actual name make this, anyway?