What's In An Egg?

Somehow Paul is convinced I make THE best egg sandwiches.ever.
I'm not sure why he loves them so much - it's just egg, mayo, salt, pepper and green onions if I have them on hand.
But he seriously adores the egg sandwiches and actually had told other people how much he loves them. And he all but begs me to make them for him.

I gotta say, it's pretty sweet being able to make something so simple and get such great rave reviews on it!


For something so simple and easy to make I really don't make it enough for him.

How about you? Is there something simple that your husband loves that you could do to bless him?

Steakhouse Rolls

Paul constantly amazes me with his bread making skills. He recently mastered these Steakhouse rolls. They are delish. The only problem is that he didn't make more.
There's cocoa and coffee in these buns. What's not to love about that?
These buns and Judah's Blue Bread will both eventually make it to the recipe blog.

Embarrassing Things Come in Three

I have an embarrassing confession - my husband owns a pair of leather pants.

Even more embarrassing to admit though is that *I* own a pair of leather pants! I found mine at a Second Hand Store years before I got married. I thought they were funny, and something possessed me to buy them, so I did. Despite the fact that I have moved three times since getting married they have faithfully lived in the very back of each closet - never to be worn.

That is until last evening.

This coming Saturday our church is having a Garage Sale as a means to raise some money to help cover some of the costs for a coming up youth retreat, so I have been going through Paul's stuff (did I actually just say that?? I mean *our* stuff) to look for things to donate.

I found his leather pants amongst a bin of junk, that if I had just added to the pile of things to be donated he never would have noticed them missing. But I had the decency to ask him if I could toss the leather pants. And his answer was no. Actually it was more like "NO WAY!"
I pointed out that he has not once worn the leather pants in all the years I've known him.

Bad thing to say.

He took that as a challenge and decided that we had to stop sorting for the Garage Sale and he had to try on the pants right then - just to show me that he had to keep the pants and so he could claim he had worn them in the last five years :)

As he was pulling on his leather pants he remembered that I owned a pair, and in a moment of stupidity I told him that I still owned them, and he asked me to pull them out and try mine on too. So being the obedient wife that I am I did.

And here is the most embarrassing thing of all - proof that we do indeed both own leather pants.

So tell me - is your vote with me (Garage Sale them both!)
or with Paul (keep them, and pull them out once every five years for a picture) ??