Good morning! The most important happening of the weekend is that I am an aunt to a precious baby BOY. On Friday evening, Deacon Bailey was born weighing 8 pounds, 8 ounces. I literally waited by my phone all day on Friday and my sister/brother-in-law texted me (and the rest of the crew) while I was celebrating #champagneday. I love getting pics (keep ’em coming) but I can’t wait to snuggle him in a couple of weeks. I’m taking a couple of days off work so that I can spend some time in Charlotte, meeting the newest addition to the family.
On Friday night, Leann and I celebrated #champagneday at The Raleigh Wine Shop. The free tasting event was incredibly busy (busier than I’ve ever see the store) but I was able to grab a bottle of champs and red wine for Saturday night. Post-bubbles, we enjoyed a couple of rolls at Sushi O.
Saturday morning, I was like a little kid at Christmas. After 10 long days, Big Guy was coming home after being in Indonesia/Malaysia for work. I was up and at ’em for an early morning workout followed by a big cup of coffee. I’m not sure how I feel about red cups already being at Starbucks. Can’t we wait until November?
I also made some homemade crackers for our cheese plate that evening.
I think I made them a little thick because they didn’t crisp up the way I wanted but the flavor was incredible. Here’s the link to the original recipe.
I also prepped cinnamon rolls for Sunday morning. Yep, it happened.
Big Guy finally arrived home and we popped a bottle of champagne and toasted to the weekend with a cheese plate. The Gouda (in the middle) was incredible.
Seriously, I could live off bubbles and cheese.
After a lovely date night and a full 10 hours of sleep, we woke up on Sunday morning to a batch of cinnamon rolls ready to be baked.
Cinnamon-sugar deliciousness. They were topped with a cream cheese “icing” that was the perfect start to Sunday.
Sunday had a slow start, which was a welcome speed, and we ended the day by carving our pumpkin.
I’m impressed by our skills.