(Did you like that, Melissa?)
Woke up and started housecleaning. Jake and Carla had invited me over for dinner and I was supposed to be there at 3:00 PM, so I've got a lot to do to get everything done.
Did the laundry while I was cleaning. Got everything done except washing the kitchen and downstairs floors. Oh well, there's always tomorrow I guess.
It was amazingly warm out (almost 70 degrees F) so I washed the Winter's grime off the front storm door, the picture window and the two side windows. YUCK! First couple of times, it was like wetting down mud! Used half of a roll of paper towels, but finally got it all sparkling!
After showering and shaving, I stopped to pick up some prescriptions at the drugstore on the way to dinner. Because of the warm day, it seemed that there were people on motorcycles and girls in shorts everywhere.
When I got there, Carla had put out some brie and small pieces of toast. The smoker was still going (I think Jake said he started it at 6:00 AM). He had some problems with the wind that finally picked up and ended up turning the smoker around. He finally took the meat out at 6:00 PM to let it rest, while Carla roasted ears of corn in the oven.
It started out as a 5 pound beef brisket, and I wish I could remember the marinade, the dry rub and the mop ingredients, but I don't. It ended up as delicious and beautiful slices of meat! Jake thought it was a bit dry, but I thought it was perfect.
Anyway, while Jake cleaned up his smoker, Carla and I cleaned up in the house. Left there around 7:30 PM or so. Went home, and just as I got in the door, Melissa called. Talked with her for about an hour, then I watched some TV and went to bed at 11:00 PM.
And, that's me, up to date!
Go you! While you were hard at work, I was a lazy lay-about. (Hey, I worked Saturday and needed a day off!). Looks like you got a lot accomplished.
ReplyDeleteGo Jake and Carla! It never ceases to amaze me, how much work those two put into their food. I made a quick batch of my potato soup and called it a day.
Later.
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