Super Moon...and Totally Killed It!

Well, both parties were a success!  Based upon the comments from both parties, my lasagne turned out to be the bomb...even thought I forgot the olives.  Anytime you make homemade marinara sauce, it always takes your meal to the next level.  Glad my Girlies are happy.  The great thing is I made everyone take leftovers home, so I don't have a lot of crap in the fridge. Woohoo...I have enough to make one more batch of lasagne, and I'm planning on freezing it for someone else's birthday.  Don't know if that person will ever eat it...but it'll be ready for July!

If you haven't been out to gaze at the Super Moon...stop reading my blog and get your ass out there.  It is spectacular!  It's the kind of moon that men should be proposing to their ladies under.  Simply breathtaking!  My whole half acre is lit up in this etherial light and I just know that this moment will never quite be the same again.  I may gaze at a Super Moon, but its a "right here, right now" moment.

As soon as I'm done with this blog, I'm going back out with my chair and a beverage to take it all in again. It's a bittersweet Moon though, because its the kind of moon where you should be sharing it with someone special. All my someone specials live far away (brother, boy, boytoy) and I really wish there was someone here to sit quietly with and just experience it....no words, idle chitchat, just breathing, being and enjoying.

G'nite my friends...

P.S.  This is what Dizzy looks like in the morning after yapping half the night away with a buddy.  Glad Winnie the Pooh can still smile at my no-makeup face!