last night was cinco de mayo, and i was completely unprepared. it scrambles up on me unawares. plus so far the work week is eating my soul and i just don’t make it home early enough to do anything worthwhile. i’m getting better, but it’s hard.
the boy has a spiffy new schedule which means we actually get to spend some time together, this is huge…
and after tackling the insanity that is our kitchen (the less time you spend at home, the messier it gets…FACT) i managed to scrape together an ooey, gooey, cheesy mess of delicious chicken enchiladas. and the boy finished off his fancy mexican tequila.
mine :
