Memorial Day.

So Scott and I are firm believer's that Memorial Day isn't National BBQ Day. It's a day to literally memorialize the lives sacrificed for our freedoms, and the freedoms of other's in the world. As a result, we celebrate with a freedom--like bbq-ing. We explained this to the kids this year and we chose to honor the lost with memorial push-ups. Scott does these after every work out. Although you choose a number like, let's say, 10, you actually end up doing 20. You count out, 1, 2, 3. . . 1. . . 1, 2, 3. . . 2. . . 1, 2, 3. . . 3. With each 1, 2, 3 you are pushing up or going down on the push-up so that you've actually done a push-up before the count. Although the kids thought Scott was joking when he said that's what they were gonna do, it ended up being a good thing and I think the kids understood the solemn aspect of it all.

Yum!

So today I'm kinda having a rough time, so I got busy in the kitchen to distract me. We had four and a half quarts of goat's milk in the fridge, so I made cheese! For the first time ever, I tried my hand at mozzarella cheese. And it tastes just like it's supposed to! That sounds a little weird, I know, but I thought it was gonna taste awful. I actually impressed myself.
Then, I decided to make oatmeal bars that has my plum jam in the middle. Delicious! That's right, I tried a bite. . . or two.
Both recipes I used were from Pioneer Woman's blog. I've been checking out her blog since I tripped across her cooking show. She's a real down to earth wife, momma, sister, and daughter. And blogger, lol.
Well, after all this diddle-dallying in the kitchen today means I'll actually have to fold laundry tomorrow! Phooey!

Mazurka! **clap,clap**

(Nina's on the right in the picture)

Coppelia FINALLY arrived! Nina performed as a Mazurka dancer in the Saturday evening and Sunday matinee. Her part was, by far, the liveliest! And the most colorful! I was so proud of her cause she did an awesome job, had lots of smiles, and just seemed to be enjoying herself. We went to the Saturday evening showing and after the dance, we celebrated the night by going to see Iron Man 3. (Which was so cool.) Sunday I stayed home and baked Nina ladybug cupcakes (ladybugs because when she was a baby we dressed her in ladybug outfits and called her our little ladybug) to continue the celebration of her hardwork. She really gave this dance 110% and deserved recognition. Way to go Nina!