Day 38: Waffles!

Saturday, May 11: Mike made waffles for breakfast! Amazing waffles. I know Fred is an awesome cook, but apparently so is his brother. The waffles tasted like homemade whipped cream but in the form of waffles…How do you even do that?!๐Ÿ‘

After waffles, Vanessa prepped a pot roast for the slow cooker. She is an amazing cook too.

Mike and Marey had just recently updated their kitchen. It looks amazing. The stove has a clean glass top. Marey doesn’t even like to use it because it so pretty and delicate looking.

So Vanessa was seering the pot roast in a cast iron pan on the new stove top, and grease splattered a bit, as grease does. Suddenly the stove top burst into fire. The flame quickly disappeared like a vanishing fireball in a magic show. ๐Ÿ”ฅ We both said, “Woh!”๐Ÿ˜ฒ I praised Vanessa for her amateur magician skills.

Vanessa and I were stunned but laughing at how quickly it all happened and how we had just talked about how pristine the new stove still was.

Marey walked into the kitchen just a few seconds after the fire and Vanessa told her about the flame. Marey looked utterly horrified…and a smidge angry, like, “Are you kidding me!”๐Ÿ˜ต

Marey got over it quickly, especially when she saw that no harm was done to her beautiful stove, or her oldest daughter. You really couldn’t even tell there had been a fire.

Mike went down to Home Depot to pick up a Rubbermaid box he had ordered online to store the patio furniture seat cushions. It took 45 minutes for Home Depot to locate his order, even though the box was already waiting at the customer service desk. It’s good to know that customer service is horrible everywhere.

Mike was was eager to get the box home and assemble it. It snapped together like giant Legos… Quick work for an engineer.

It turned out to be a huge box, good if you ever need to hide a body. We tested it of course.

Marey and I went on a great walk on a nearby trail. We must have walked 3 miles. We never lack for conversation. There are so many cool places to walk out here and be deep in nature. The trees here are so tall and green. I love it.

I also love the time I have been spending with Marey. She has been so supportive and helpful. This cross country trip has been as much a spiritual journey for me as it has been a physical one. And Marey gets that. She is like a tour guide for spiritual journeys.

We got back from our walk just in time for another crazy hard rain. We were all hanging out in the RV, having a great time, and then the monsoon swooped in. The collecting rain water tested the awning repair. Everything worked out well ๐Ÿ˜€

Steven, Mike and Marey’s youngest son, drove up from college for Mother’s Day. He arrived just as the rain hit. It got cold fast and Steven arrived in classic shorts and a tank top.

We all went inside for the yummy pot roast Vanessa made. It warmed us right up. Vanessa also made lemon drizzle pound cake from scratch.

We ate dessert as we discussed community policing techniques and the difference between probable cause, reasonable suspicion, and the point at which the police appear to over step their authority. It was a lively discussion.

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