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The Anniversery of Olive's Birth

 
No work for Scott today, so no rushing to eat breakfast.

 Seeing as I had the day off for Olive's birthday bash, I got up and made us french toast. I could've cooked the toast for a bit longer.

And then I moved on to a different sort of work.

A few days earlier Scott noticed our laundry sink was leaking. When he went to investigate he saw the entire bottom was rusting. The night before we bought a new sink to replace it. 

Kind of sad to see this old thing go. The original sink is still in our basement taking up space under the stairs. 

This old sink had the pipes that connect the laundry machine to supply line. The new plastic tub, did not. For the next two hours I worked on cutting out the pipes that went through the back of the Homart. 

While he was doing that I made food for Olive's birthday party. Emma is trying an elimination diet this month of eating no gluten, sugar, nightshades, beans or rice. I made a treat that she could enjoy.

As well as our famous gaucamole. 



Then I got started on this weeks bread. Challah. I had made this for Christmas. Last time I did a 3-strand braid so this time I thought I would try a 4-strand braid. Braiding with 4 was not easy so it doesn't look quite as pretty. That's okay, this is a learning experience after all. Thankfully we got our parts and Scott was able to fix the mixer this weekend. 

I should've photographed that adventure, but suffice it to say I did not.

At 2:00 we headed over to Olive's birthday party. 

Lots of treats. Good thing we brought over the guac.



Emma decorated the house with tiny pictures of Olive. 

And the birthday girl.


We all sat around and watched Emma open all of Olive's presents. She got a lot of them.

Olive got her own special raw carrot cake.

I really wanted to try this out.
She ate it for a good half hour.

After everyone was done getting their food, Brooke and I stood around like vultures and ate the rest of the guacamole while sipping on punch.

I think I wrote something like "Cowabunga dude!"


After little Olive's party we headed to Home Depot. While trying to switch out the sinks Scott broke a pipe. 

It was an extremely heavy metal pipe attached to a plasitc waste pipe. I should have been a little more gentle. 

That pipe wouldn't have been able to connect to to the new piping coming out of the sink. After replacing the metal pipe with a new PVC pipe and two trips to the Home Depot I fixed that half of the plumbing. Unfortunately the waste pipe and p-trap that came with the new sink were molded wrong. They leaked endlessly. I had to replace those pipes too. By Tuesday it was all back in working order.

For dinner I had leftover Smokey Sweet Potato and Bacon Pasta. 

I ate leftover risi, bisi et carote a.k.a. rice, peas and carrots. I didn't have a big meal since I was heading to our very late Best Buy holiday party.

While Scott was working in the basement I baked the Challah. Holla!

 Right after I ate, I went to Earle Brown Lanes in Brooklyn Center for the very-late holiday party. Brooke could have come with, but, "she didn't want to talk about work." Funny thing was that we didn't talk about work. 

Davin was really excited to show off his bowling skills.

 I bowled the rest of the night with my Geek Squad dudes Davin and Danny along with his girlfriend. They gave away a bunch of prizes like iPads, Xboxes and gift cards, but I didn't win anything. I was tired from working on the plumbing and sucking at bowling so I headed home around 9:40.

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