Sunday started out the same as most Sunday's do for me. Early church service and then home to prepare dinner for the family. Most of the time we have your traditional roast and potatoes or an occasional pasta dish. But a few weeks ago I discovered through a dinner put together from left overs that my family liked chili dogs. That is why on this Sunday we are having a Chili Dog Sunday. Two pounds of ground beef for the chili , two packages of hot dogs and buns, and cheese sauce on the side. I can't forget Kenny's not so sweet, sweet tea !
After everyone had satisfied their hot dog craving there was a joint effort in the kitchen clean up. I have a good crew to pitch in and help. We even have a good time doing the dishes...
Now that the kitchen was clean we could get on to the really important things of the day !!! Play Time !!
I always enjoy having the family over to eat, that is usually all we ever get together and do....sometimes we play the Wii but not without food before or after...ha ha ! Hope everyone had a great Chili Dog Sunday ! I sure did ......Letty
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
A Dog Story
If you live long enough you will loose someone close to you. That happen to Kenny and I the summer of 2010. We lost our friend " BABE " . She was a beautiful black lab. She had liver failure and we had to let her go. Babe and I had only recently became close. We moved to a different house in the fall of 2009 and prior to that when we lived in the other house Babe stayed in our back yard. I only saw Babe if I went out on the patio which was not that often. She was more like Kenny's dog, in fact she was a birthday gift to Kenny. After we moved to our new location Babe was able to roam around the yard more and had her bed in the garage. So every morning she was there to greet me when I left for work and every afternoon she was there to greet me when I came home. We became good friends. We spent time on the patio together and even took walks in our new neighborhood together. The day we had to make the choice to let her go was a hard one. I still miss Babe and have her collar on my night stand. But the story doesn't end there. Only a short few weeks after our beloved Babe left us we were blessed with a little rescue dog. It took us three weeks to name her because we were determined not to keep her. We were only going to be a holding place while we found another home. After three weeks Kenny said that we may as well name her because she had found her home now ! Turns out that we named her Katie ! She might be a Jack Russell but not for sure. She was about six months old when she came to live with the Fuller's
Katie is not at all the type of dog I would want but turns out that she is the sweetest most grateful dog ever !
Oh ! I forgot to mention that Kenny had his mind made up that he was going to have another black lab and the order for one had been placed before Katie showed up. So we were about to have two dogs.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
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