My absolute favourite place in the world is my backyard. When I need a vacation, I go to the back yard, usually to the gazebo to read. This weekend it was so hot that I decided to move my vacation spot slightly to the south-west to read my book and dream away the day.
I camped here:
I read this book:
I refreshed myself with this:
Brisk lemonade. Yummy.
I was occasionally distracted by the likes of this:
This is DH after a cannonball. Sometimes I got lucky and the splash reached me.
This was a perfect holiday weekend.
PS. The Great-Granny-Real-Food Thing update:
Breakfast -- banana, oj, raw almonds
Snack -- piece of cheese, dried apricots
Lunch -- cheese on a bun, broiled (I dipped in ketchup though, so I slipped there), carrot sticks, water
Snack -- Yesterday I was famished in the afternoon. Well, not really famished but I really, really wanted my usual granola bar. Instead I had about 3 handfuls of cashews. I think a single serving is about 12. Oops.
Supper -- chicken and veggie stirfry with basmati rice. I only used olive oil, lemon juice, garlic and ginger on it. Girl declared it the best rice dish ever! So I know MY great granny likely wouldn't have had rice and a stir fry in Northern Ireland, but somebody's great granny likely did.
Bed time snack -- popcorn (with butter).