So...
How were the steaks? Tender? Juicy? Ooozing with flavor? And how about that chicken?




This is what we heard at dinner last night. Let me paint the scene for you... Chef Big Mike had marinated some pork chops in VT maple syrup, honey, and cane sugar. I had made Stove Top cornbread stuffing (which I then baked to make it crunchy), and we had succotash...a new thing for Big Mike (and he liked it). Anyhow the kids were watching TV as it was 7:30 pm and they had already eaten. It was a nice relaxing dinner, everyone was enjoying the pork chops which pleased Big Mike as his chicken was "lacking flavor" the previous night. Anyhow we were relaxing until we heard Neil (in previous post picture) yell and toss all contents of his pocket onto the table. We were thinking he had lost it until we passed around a quarter from his pocket and realized he was fine, it was his pocket that was strange. The quarter was piping hot, but why? Here is a list of what was in Neil's pocket: two AA batteries, the keys to the Freestyle, and probably 43 cents in change? Something interacted with something else and the stuff in Neil's pocket could hardly be held. Poor Neil, he goes from enjoying a nice pork chop to blistering his thigh. Anything is possible I guess.





Our 5 week old niece made the long trip to Vermont with her brothers this Mother's Day weekend. She was adorable. Everyone loved meeting her and hugging on her. I believe there were at least two altercations amongst the kids as to who would get to hold her next. Babies are great, but only to love and give back, at least for Jeff and I.

Every night, well almost every night we go for a walk or a bike ride. The closest and safest place to go is to the cemetery across the road. This is just a warning for those of you who are coming out soon...yes we do enjoy the cemetery. Oh and Michael does not usually take a rest against the gravestones...he was just really tired that night.