Alyssa turned 21 on the fourth and Aubrey wanted to give her a birthday party. She is a quick little thing so surprising her takes lots of...creativity. (Read: lying...Lord forgive us!)
This morning (another atypical day...is anyone noticing a disturbing pattern here?) we got up soooo exhausted it was hard to move. Everything that had nerve endings hurt. It was...awful. No other word for it.
Guess what we ate...all day...? Yes. Cheese balls. Crackers. Baguettes. Pizza. All leftover from yesterday. Olivia and Riahna even shared the remaining burrito and taco from Dad's Del Taco run last night.
Another winning day. Hurrah for me. Not.
We had planned to make enchiladas, beans, rice, chips & salsa, and Mexican Caesar salad. This is precisely what I did. Two half pans of chicken enchiladas, and two half pans of pork enchiladas. Homemade refried beans. And Alyssa's favorite salad. Chopped romaine, chopped cilantro, cotija cheese, black olives, grape tomatoes, sliced roasted red peppers, pepitas, thinly sliced fried tortilla strips, and cilantro ranch dressing. Yum.
Dessert was supposed to be cake and ice cream. We had both. But Aubrey wanted me to try my new waffle cone iron that I got for Christmas from my folks.
Updated plan: waffle cone sundaes.
So...three kinds of ice cream, toffee bits, peanut butter chips, butterscotch chips, chocolate chips, chocolate, strawberry, caramel, and butterscotch syrups, whipped cream and cherries...
Add homemade waffle cones and we had an ice cream feast. Definitely atypical! But yummy! And worth the effort. Happy birthday to my sweet Alyssa!
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