Until the World Ends…

There was a lot of pressure put on this weekend, considering it was the “End of the World”.  Call it what you will…Armageddon, the Apocalypse…we had to make it count.

Friday I asked Zach what he wanted for his LAST MEAL and he requested to go to Sizzler.  Seriously, my husband’s last meal would be Sizzler.  I really dislike that restaurant and decided to eat something before we went out to eat.  When we arrived we were really surprised how many people were there.  If you have ever been to Sizzler, you would remember that you order your meal and drinks at the front before you are seated in your booth.  Zach ordered his Teriyaki steak and I told the cashier, “Well since it’s my last meal…I would like a Diet Coke.”  The employee informed me, “Sorry, we only have Pepsi.”  I replied, “You mean that for my last meal, I don’t even get a Diet Coke!?”  She obviously hadn’t heard about this so called Apocalypse…but the manager overheard our conversation and told me he could help.  Apparently someone had some Diet Coke back in the break area, and the my last supper was saved.  Say what you want about the Sizz…they go above and beyond for their customers.

So the big day finally came and I was REALLY hoping that the world didn’t end because we had planned to make jam.  Saturday afternoon my mother-in-law and a few of us gals got together to make some of Jeanene’s famous freezer jam.  It took all of us (we even recruited Zach and Mark to help stir) to have a jam session.

We filled over 100 jars of jam.  My freezer is completely full and I can cross off #47 off my “To-Do Before I Die”…Learn to make jam.

And the homemaking continued until Sunday when I decided to cook my first full bird.  I know…it sounds so stupid.  I guess the thought of cooking an ENTIRE chicken made me nervous, but with the help of my mother-in-law (again) and my sister-in-law…it turned out great!  Zach had been begging me to try it, but I kept telling him to wait for Thanksgiving.  Surprisingly it wasn’t as hard as I had built up in my mind.  Even my grandfather (who always has a bit of constructive criticism to add) loved it.  Who would have ever thought cooking a bird in a bag would turn out so great?!  Thanks Jeanene and Kristi, the ultimate homemaking hunnies!

Either way, we can both say it was a great weekend….we survived, right?

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