
It’s official.
I’m in my late 30s now.
37 to be exact.
And since my sweet little family made my favorite cake, that will be the dessert on our menu every night until it’s gone.
Wondering why the “HIRT” candles?
Hubby said they couldn’t fit the entire set of “Happy Birthday” candles on the cake, so they settled for “Happy B Day.”
And of course, my first slob-thought when I picked up the leftover candles today was, “Oh, these are so cute, I should totally keep these and use them sometime!”
Except that we don’t know anyone named Hirt.
Or Thir.
Or Rith.
Or even Irth.
So, drawing from the depths of my attained-since-starting-this-deslobification-process wisdom . . . I threw them away. Â
Now, on to the real point of this post . . . our menu.
Monday – Baked chicken and pasta
Tuesday – Tacos (I’ve been promising my 7yo tacos, but keep forgetting to put it on the menu.)
Wednesday – Round steak in the crock-pot, served over rice
Thursday – Tator Tot Casserole
Friday – Out to Eat
Saturday – Homemade Pizza
Sunday – Homegroups at our house. I clean . . . someone else cooks.
Go check out other menu plans over at Orgjunkie.com.