As Melanie notes on her blog, Saturday marks 37 weeks of pregnancy. I took that photo this afternoon. Does she look 37 weeks pregnant? She’s so tall, her belly doesn’t stick out as much as I’ve seen on some women. From behind, you might not know she’s even pregnant. However, she swears she felt the baby drop into position on Sunday, so who knows how much time we have left. (Officially, the due date is May 13, but the statistics say only 5 percent of babies arrive on their due date.) I just told her that as long as it’s not this week, I’m okay with that since I have way to much work to do this week. So, hold it in or cross her legs or something. I’m just saying.
Sunday dinner and grilling in the rain
Melanie also mentions our dinner yesterday. She prepared a really nice Sunday dinner of a boneless leg of lamb prepared with a North African spice rub along with cabbage prepared according to an Indian recipe and some glazed carrots. We’re really making an effort at having a real sit-down Sunday dinner, which is ironic. During the week we don’t usually having a problem getting a nice sit-down dinner, but on Sunday we both usually konk-out in the afternoon and by dinnertime we’re both groggy and looking at leftovers. It’s probably because I’m usually up early on Sunday mornings to get to church before Mass and prepare the classrooms for religious education. Then I have to stick around for religious ed after Mass and then talk to parents and then lock up. By the time I’m starving for breakfast and then I want to crash in my chair to watch either the game or race of the day.
But I don’t want that to become the norm so we’re planning ahead. We picked up the lamb on Friday, and despite the rain yesterday I was able to grill it. I’m really happy I got the charcoal grill. There is a big difference between charcoal and propane; I can taste it. Controlling the coals is a little more work, but then that’s called cooking. And I’m getting the hang of timing the different cuts of meat. The steak tips I cooked when I first got it going we a little overcooked on the outside and a little raw on the inside, but since then it’s gotten better and better. The steaks on Saturday night were deee-licious! And the leg of lamb came out tender and juicy. It’s going to be a fun summer of grilling.
There’s just something nice about it too. I can stand out there, even in the drizzle, quiet and alone, watching the grill, maybe listening to some podcasts, drinking a Guinness. It’s very Zen.
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- Melanie37weeks.jpg: Own photo