Farm to Table

Saturday Night: Double Check Ranch Pasture Dinner

Now this is not like the Farm Sanctuary in Orland, California - I went to last year.  This is quite different.  The animals are treated well, but at the end of they day, they end up at the slaughter house.  They raise pasture/grass-fed beef.  We went to a farm-to-table dinner, with nearly all local ingredients from various vendors from my favorite farmer's market.  We arrived early, had a farm tour, and even stood inside a one-man slaughter house prior to our meal, which surprisingly did not have a lot of meat - which of course was fine by me.

Menu - click to enlarge

My little sunbathers

It's starting to heat up. It was close to 90 degrees in Tucson today!

Spring Training

Buster is ready for spring training.  Go Giants!
It's hard to tell in the pictures, but that's a Giants beanie :)

Creative Juice

Girl's Night.  Megan and I went to a painting class tonight.  I got a deal on Amazon local.
A glass of wine, paint, brushes, canvas, and a teacher = a great night and some art!  :)

A glass of Malbec, palette, and paint brush (behind my ear). 

I'm ready!

Megan's set to go!

Time to get serious

Halfway there

Finishing touches - adding the trees.

Yeah!  And Megan won a free class.  So we'll be going back!

Happy Birthday to me...a day late

Yesterday was my birthday.  Thank you to everyone who sent me a card in the mail or posted on my facebook wall.  It helped make my day special.  I worked yesterday and then had some friends over for pizza and beer.  We were supposed to play games, but just ended up talking.  :)
All in all it was a good day.  I stayed up too late and am tired tonight.  Early bedtime for this ol' timer and Maude.

Me - age 29.

At work.

My computer.  Sarah decorated it for me :)

 Who does this puppy look like?  

Birthday card from my parents.

Yeah - Tulips :)

Introducing Maude

So about 2 weeks ago, I noticed it.  I was washing my hands in the bathroom at work and I looked up, only to see, *gasp* a gray hair!  I was too busy at the time to take a picture, but don't worry that same gray hair appeared another day and this time I captured that silvery little bugger.

I've named my gray hair.  Her name is Maude.  She needed an elderly sounding name.  No I have not plucked her.  Not yet anyway.