Today was a day of intense yard work. My back is killing me. I did a lot of digging which never hurts too much when you are actually doing it. I wish someone reminded me of what I was going to feel like later. Above, Molly and Abby hard at work in the grass :)
We have a nice sized yard and it has so much potential. It just needs a bit (or a lot) of work. I'll have to say that Andrew and I have the front looking pretty nice after a few summers here. We're envisioning great things for the back yard and are trying to make that a reality. I dug all around the pool we had put in last summer so we could add some rocks and plants or something to make it look a little more attractive. Andrew didn't want the pool and I insisted on having one because it is something I always wanted. To him it's an eyesore and extra work that he didn't sign up for (ok, that might be partially true). I promised that we would make it worth it and the kids and I would have so much fun with it. I still promise that we will as soon as we figure out how to warm the water. I was 7 or 8 months pregnant last summer when they installed it and it's located under a good number of large shady trees (Andrew trying to put it in a location that wasn't so obvious). I love you Andrew! I was so large and hot and really did try so hard to swim in it. The poor baby in my belly would freak out as soon as I got in. Could either be because she was freezing or losing oxygen because I couldn't breathe the water was so icy. Poor Molly always wanted to go in and she would swim around with her teeth chattering and lips turning completely purple. We are having some tree trimmers come this week to see what we could do about making some room for sunshine to hit the water.
About the pork. While we were busy digging, there was some pork stewing in the crock pot. The pork is from Duink Farms of course. He is a local farmer who has naturally raised pork, chicken and lamb. He also has some really good veggies. Andrew and Molly go almost every Saturday morning to get eggs and whatever else we may need. A couple of times Mr. Duink had some pork in a crock for folks to try and Molly absolutely loved it. She would go each week in anticipation that he might have it again. Funny thing for a 4 1/2 year old to look forward to, eh? Well, they bought the pork (uncooked of course) and we tried to replicate Mr. Duink's slow cooked pork here today. We just stuck it in the crock pot with a sliced onion, garlic and some diluted bbq sauce. Molly also put in some salt and pepper because it "definitely needed that" (she is such a cook already). She didn't really understand the concept of it needing to cook all day. Every half hour I'd hear, "you think the pork is ready now?"
Before she went to bed tonight she had a chance to try some of it. I think it was a success. Andrew just shredded the rest up and we'll have sandwiches tomorrow. I am typically not a huge fan of pork but I do like pulled pork with barbecue sauce.
Man, this is bad. Andrew has the food blog and I am writing about food! This goes to show you how little crafting I have been getting done.
