I've no photos to help illustrate the story I am going to tell. I was too busy in the kitchen being Mrs. Betty Crackers.
I hate Valentine's Day. I've hated it ever since Jr. High and High School where all of the populars would run around with their flowers and balloons and I'd walk around empty handed. A stark reminder that I was NOT popular.
Yesterday I had to go to the High School and drop off something for Mr. C. I was there while students were in between classes. The halls were filled with giggling twittering girls holding handfuls of flowers they'd been given. I think I growled.
I know, I'm married now and The SM spoils me rotten so what am I complaining about? Let the past goooooooo. Grow up and move on Rachel............... I'll work on that in therapy okay?
The other day I came across this link on Face Book and an idea was planted. Wouldn't this be so much fun??? I might actually like this Valentine's Day!!!
The Native's came home and were banned from the kitchen. I'd taken a rope and strung it across kitchen cabinets. I then put sheets on the rope so they couldn't see into the kitchen.
All seated around the table I gave them their 'menu' and told them to pick their courses. They made their choices. I did change the menu a tidge. I thought that garlic toast went better with spaghetti than biscuits and jam. For the biscuits I did the garlic toast. For the jam I served chopped up watermelon. Gotta go with the color red theme......... for dessert I did cheesecake with strawberry syrupy stuff on top.
Dinner took about an hour. The Native's, SM, and a neighbor of ours spent the evening laughing and I couldn't help giggle as I'd put together their courses and hand them their food without utensils. At one point, poor Levi got a napkin, a toothpick, and a spoon for his course. He wasn't happy! He was the only one I changed the rules for.......
All through the evening The Native's kept saying that this was the best dinner ever. They were having so much fun. I thought that was pretty fantastic until Henny Penny gave me the best thank you. She made me sit down, fill out a menu, and then she went behind the curtain and served me up my courses. I thought that was the sweetest Valentine ever.