I was at Home Depot at 7:30 last night, dressed in my baggy sweat pants and t-shirt. What would compel me to go out that late and dressed as such, you ask (because my life is just that interesting, I know). Well, I was out there that late because my ten year old daughter has a school project due on Friday, that, because she asked her father to help her, has grown into something a lot more complicated than it needed to be. If you ask me, this little native american dwelling could have been built out of cardboard. Instead, they are building the whole thing out of balsa wood and using terms such as rafters, foundation and molding. I tried to stay out of the conversation and out of their workspace. My only contribution was to take her to Home Depot for a last minute supply run. Other than that, the older girls and I perched ourselves on the bar stools and munched on some Mexican food. LOL!
Which, I have to mention… remember the tamales I made last month? We pulled some out of the freezer and steamed them for 20 minutes last night. They were as delicious as the day we made them! We’re definitely making these again.
