Weekend re-cap. It was full, it was fun. I went home Friday night after a little break feeling totally refreshed and ready for date night. I made what I consider the ultimate comfort food...pasta. And, not just any pasta...good ole spaghetti....
Spaghetti Sauce (best served over homemade noodles!)
-1 small can tomato paste
-2-3 tomato paste cans full of water
-1/2 cup finely diced carrots
-1/2 cup finely diced celery
-1/2 onion chopped
-2 cloves of garlic, minced
-1 tbls sugar
-1/2 tbls freshly grated Parmesan cheese
-1 tsp each of basil, oregano, marjoram
-salt & pepper
-1 bay leaf
1. Heat some olive oil in a sauce pan, add onion and garlic and cook for around 5 minutes. Add carrots and celery and cook for 5-10 more minutes.
2. Add tomato paste, water, cheese and spices and bay leaf. Simmer for around an hour on low-med heat until sauce thickens. Remove bay leaf. Serve over noodles and top with more Parmesan cheese
After Matt and I completely stuffed ourselves with pasta, brushetta and roasted brussel sprouts we decided to have our first fire in the backyard. We had a glass of wine by the campfire and I didn't think it could get much better. And, then it did, cuz out popped a full moon in the beautiful clear sky. I went to bed that night very full, happy and smelling of campfire. (which I decided is not a great smell in the morning unless you are actually camping)
Saturday the girls and I got to go visit our local Humane Society for the first time since they got a new location. (first time ever for the girls) A friend of Ava's was having a birthday party there and when the mom asked if I would be able to stay and help out I was all about it. I LOVE animals and up until I realized I had a queasy stomach thought I'd be a vet when I grew up. (Probably a good idea I didn't go that route since I have several incidence of passing out when giving blood). Nevertheless I still love being around animals and was looking forward to seeing them. I do find going there a little heartbreaking and leave wishing I could take all of them home. I promised Matt we would not come home with an animal unless there was a fluffy white kitten there. At one point, Ava pulled me over and said "Mom, look" She was pointing to a very large white cat. She asked "Is that white and fluffy?" I hated to burst her bubble and tell her no, that's not a fluffy white kitten, but give her props for picking out the only white cat there. The one animal Ava really wanted to bring home was this sweet thing...
Saturday night we did a little celebrating Cinco de Mayo style...We had our neighbors over and chowed on yummy Mexican food, margaritas and ended the night with another campfire under the moon. Matt gave me a hard time doing a Cinco de Mayo theme when I didn't know what it was and I informed him that it is the celebration of Mexico's victory over France during the France-Mexican war, thank you very much. Good times. (our evening, not the war)
Sunday was a very big day for little Miss Ava. First soccer game and with a clear blue sky no chance of cancellation! She was ready and excited. I used to think there was nothing cuter than a little girl all dressed up in ballet slippers and a tutu, but now I'm thinking there's nothing cuter than a little girl in cleats and shin guards...
Once home it was time to throw some girls in the tub and get some dinner going. After they were all cleaned and jammied they wanted to go back outside to play. Ava came running in after being out there for a few minutes to grab a couple hats because their wet heads were cold. When I went out to tell them dinner was ready, I found two girls, in their pj's, with winter hats on playing horses.
And that is what you call a very full, fun weekend. It doesn't look like it will slow down anytime soon and I'm good with that. I like the hustle and bustle of all the activity and all the experiences the girls get to have. I also like the simplicity of just watching my girls let their imaginations run wild and play for hours in the backyard during the downtime. It reminds me of my own childhood. My sisters and I would play for hours out in the field and the old barn of my Grandpa's. We'd find rusty tools in there that would become our "kitchen stuff" and just play. It was simple...we didn't need anything fancy, just our own creativity. I think that gets missed with some kids and I am so happy that our girls have wild imaginations. There has to be a good balance of activity and nothingness. And, even though we have plenty of activity going on we are sure to take advantage of the nothingness as well.