Grandma and Grandpa... want to come over for dinner again?

John had an interview (we're not holding our breath on this one though) on Wednesday evening but it was a ways away and he had to pick Joe up (he had an interview at the same place) so he had to leave before I got home from work. Grammy and Grampy saved the day! They came over at about 3:30, after Grandpa had his eye surgery that same morning, to watch the kids.

When me, mom and dad got home, the house smelled wonderful! Grandma made a roast and salad and the whole deal.

Here's Grammy and Katie (Katie didn't want her pic taken. That's the first shot. The second shot was me being sneaky and catching her after she thought I was alllll done.)

Katie with an attitude:


Sneaky mommy getting the shot anyway:


I love that dinner. It's so homey and Grandma made gravy. Gravy... I think it looks so simple but deceptively so. I think you have to have at least 60 years on you before you can even come close to good gravy making skills. You may also have to know how to make stuffing from the actual bird parts before gravy skills can be mastered. I hope not though. I don't think I'll ever attempt that. It's pretty gross when you think about where that stuff has been. I'll stick to stovetop. On the other hand, I have mastered ramin noodles... but that's another post.

I did invite them for dinner when I talked to Grandma earlier in the day but my offering was frozen pizza... Luckily grandma already had the roast up her sleeve.

So we ate and talked and ate lots. Katie ate everything on her plate (okay, so I may have helped toward the end but she did pretty well).

I made a cake after dinner and we visited while it baked. John got home and we visited and tried to talk Grandma into joining Farmville. She was saying that she didn't have time to do something like that. Each time one of us would tell her "but you don't have to do anything! Just be my neighbor! (8 neighbors and you get to expand... 10 and you get to expand more and we all REALLY wanted that.)

Fianally the cake was ready but John had some catching up to do so he ate the leftovers while we ate dessert.