After a crazy few days, the house and life is a little more back to normal. B's dad is back home and his brother is here to stay. He's spending the next few days at our house still, and moving into the dorm full-time sometimes next week. So I have two boys that I'm feeding on a regular basis, which is somewhat new to me. I am enjoying it, though.

The difference is, I am a pregnant woman that is not feeling too well lately. I make them dinner and only have a snack later. I'm fine with the arrangement, though.

Lunches are B's favorite: a sandwich on ciabatta bread with peppered turkey, Swiss cheese, fresh spinach, a slice of tomato, and mustard. Usually, there are grapes to accompany it. And that's lunch.

Dinner tonight is chicken (with the ribs and bones and skin) on the grill, seasoned with salt, pepper, and rosemary. SO GOOD. Some sort of veggies and probably biscuits. Who knows what I'm going to have.

But other than food, nothing much to report. Laundry is done and the dishwasher is empty. I call that a productive day. Now if only I could curl up with a glass of wine and finish the Bond movie that B and his brother started. But, alas, no wine.