Wouldn't you know we had "dessert" first for April fools.... Gotta love the chocolate icecream cones (refried beans with tostada shell cones) with whip cream (sour cream) and a cherry (cherry tomato). Gotta love that lime sherbert (guacamole). Do we just love food in this house or what?
After "dessert" we had our "main meal". Hamburgers (vanilla wafers, grasshopper mint cookies and frosting), chicken strips (twix covered in coconut), and french fries (sugar dusted roll).
Relief Society was a dessert fest where each person brought a dessert to share that "described" them. Lani made a beehive with bees.... Very cute. She is one of the most industrious, always up to something good, people I have ever met. Did I mention to you that we like food in this household?
I can't believe that we (we in the sense of "she" mostly and "me" not so much)are sooooo skinny for how much we like food. Some of us are skinnier than others.....
12 years of wonderful (if you ask me) marriage. We took a trip to Montana/Northern Idaho for our anniversary. It was a blast to ditch the kids (thanks Nate and Carol, you survived!) and figure out, after 12 years of marriage, if we were going to finally "grow up" and settle down.
Life is fabulous. I am the most blessed person on the planet. I don't completely comprehend why I am so blessed.... if my wife get on here and sees this post she will tell you that when I think about food and Mrs. C, I get very happy and go on and on about how good life is.
I can't believe that we (we in the sense of "she" mostly and "me" not so much)are sooooo skinny for how much we like food. Some of us are skinnier than others.....
12 years of wonderful (if you ask me) marriage. We took a trip to Montana/Northern Idaho for our anniversary. It was a blast to ditch the kids (thanks Nate and Carol, you survived!) and figure out, after 12 years of marriage, if we were going to finally "grow up" and settle down. 
Life is fabulous. I am the most blessed person on the planet. I don't completely comprehend why I am so blessed.... if my wife get on here and sees this post she will tell you that when I think about food and Mrs. C, I get very happy and go on and on about how good life is.She'll say that this post proves it and I guess it does. What more could a guy ask for than great food and the pinnacle of woman for a wife. Did I ever mention how much I like homemade salsa?
While up north we finally got to visit the "Prince" Conner, for the first time. He is so cute and his dad isn't that bad looking either....Conner and I hit it off right away. I am very happy to say I was found in his good graces to be an acceptable member of the family (distant tho it be).
I pinned on Major this week (after being selected like 1.5 years ago). My co surgeon's wife made this delicious cake (I know another food reference).
It was hard to restrain myself. I guess my military officer's bearing (which means you shouldn't be too much of a cut up or nerd or silly because it doesn't reflect well on the office which one holds) needs some work.... at least that is what my superiors keep tell me. It is hard to act respectable, noble, and honorable when you grew up in a no stoplight town, peeing off your front porch (which was a plywood porch on the front of the trailer), catching grasshoppers, catching crawdads in the ditch, and wearing boots to church...... I'm a lost cause.
While up north we finally got to visit the "Prince" Conner, for the first time. He is so cute and his dad isn't that bad looking either....Conner and I hit it off right away. I am very happy to say I was found in his good graces to be an acceptable member of the family (distant tho it be).
I pinned on Major this week (after being selected like 1.5 years ago). My co surgeon's wife made this delicious cake (I know another food reference).
It was hard to restrain myself. I guess my military officer's bearing (which means you shouldn't be too much of a cut up or nerd or silly because it doesn't reflect well on the office which one holds) needs some work.... at least that is what my superiors keep tell me. It is hard to act respectable, noble, and honorable when you grew up in a no stoplight town, peeing off your front porch (which was a plywood porch on the front of the trailer), catching grasshoppers, catching crawdads in the ditch, and wearing boots to church...... I'm a lost cause.
