A moth landed on one of my tires which, from the right angle and distance, made it look like I had a major issue with my tire. I freaked out for a split second.
Last weekend, we got a few goodies from my cousin that her son had outgrown. One of them was an awesome wagon. Matthew and I had to take a couple of trips around the neighborhood. He had a blast!
Ernie took Chewie for a couple little trips too. She loves riding in the truck.
On Sunday morning, I finally got to make biscuits and gravy for breakfast. I had bought pork sausage earlier in the month with the intention of cooking this favorite of Ernie's for Father's Day, and then I got sick. I guess it's not fair to say that I made biscuits and gravy; I made the gravy, and I threw frozen biscuits in the oven. We can't all be Martha Stewart. I made barbecue beef patties and mashed potatoes for dinner, but Matthew pretty much just ate a little bit of the potatoes and then scarfed a bunch of watermelon. He's so appreciative of my cooking.