Monday

What?!  It's Monday AGAIN?!

This weekend flew by.  I have to say, though, that Saturday was probably the best weather I've experienced since I moved here.  The sunniest, spring-y-est day to go get a bagful of desserts...

I was very motivated to find tasty treats to take over to Nat King Cole's house for dinner; I need to make it worth their while so they continue to invite me over and feed me.

Saturday night started off with home-made pepper poppers that were out of this world.  BFJ bragged about these the last time she was in town, so The Chef made sure to pull out all the stops.  He says they're even better than the ones she tried, so......

You know you're in the presence of culinary greatness when The Chef puts the plate on the table, scowls at it for a minute, then tops it with a cilantro garnish.  What?  This is what I was meant for!  Meals such as this!  The large marg on the right?  It was part of my continued Tequila Detox Program.  Which is going well, BTW.  :)

After some shrimp fajitas and baby-lovin (see the chub chub in the first picture above) it was time to whip out my contribution.

French Macaroons:  the pink ones are strawberry and raspberry.  The blue ones are mocha.

I see nothing wrong with this picture:

Which is most likely why I felt this way when dinner was all over:

Ha!  Isn't that hilarious?  I love going to their house because it is full of life: the furry and human kind - my fave combination ever.

Although I'd like to think I burned off all these calories climbing the Red Rocks at like 3:00 a.m. yesterday, I know better.  So I should get ready to walk to work.  Which is totally unfair because I need at least one more day of the weekend...

Oxymoron:  Happy Monday.