Saturday, November 22, 2008


My Son cooked the Steel Head Trout for breakfast this morning and I made the grits and eggs, It really looked pretty and I forgot to get the camera and get a shot of it....too late when I thought of it , At least I didn't forget to snap the "all gone Mussels" (they were so fresh my son and I ate them up in one sitting this afternoon...
After breakfast we went shopping to Lowe's, whenever my son visits he tries to fix little things for us ...and one job that I've been wanting done seems like forever was putting the light over the table in the Center...This was one of those houses to us was just thrown up and you don't notice those things until you live in them for awhile and then it takes forever to get them fixed...Now the other half of the table won't be dark! Thank you "My Son"< (when he does good,Cecil's Son when he gets on my nerves) You know , they are just like their fathers then.....

2 comments:

Daisy said...

Ha! I tell my husband that our sons are his when they do something I don't approve of, too. And of course they are MINE when they are being good. ;)

The Gingerbread House said...

Daisy, I hope they know we aren't stupid! Ginny