Our Wedding

Sooooo... it has been a long while since I blogged. Back then my name was Jennifer Dean. A lot has happened since then! Well, maybe not a lot... I got married... and that is the biggest thing. And best too.

 

This is a picture of a picture. But it will work here. It isn't the best picture of me but he loved it so we got it. We didn't plan a big fancy wedding, we went to Vegas. I never thought I would be the one to marry in Vegas but I just wanted to marry my man and get on with life. Here are some other things we did while we were there.

 

This is the Paris Hotel. We don't care except it houses a restaurant that is very close to Derone's heart.

 

 

Ramsey Gordon's steak house is in that hotel. He really wanted to eat there but we were on our way to a buffet where we already had dinner tickets. Can you see him way down there at the bottom of the sign??

 

 

So after the buffet when we were walking back we stopped and watched the Volcano show. It would have been even better if my feet had not been hurting so badly...

 



 

We thought we missed this one. The water show is set to music and the water shoots far above the top of the hotel.

 

So guess where we stayed... the New York New York. That is not the real Statue of Liberty but she still brought a tear to my eye. See that roller coaster in the background? That wrapped around our hotel and was about level with our hotel window. We stayed on the 27th floor.

 

 

This is a couple of old school cats who could really sing. And dance. We sat for a while watching and listening. They sang a special song for us since we were getting married the next day. That's sexy May dancing out front - wife of the guy on the right.  Such a cute couple :)

 

 

This is inside our hotel, decorated up to look like a miniature New York.

 

This is me next to the giant bobble head in our hotel. I don't know who it is supposed to be.
 

 

There was a steak restuarant in our hotel, along with many other restaurants. Derone loves steak. 

 

 

This is us in front of the Luxor pyramid.

 

 

 

This is me getting my hair done for the wedding. My hair stylist was really nice but I hated my hair.

 

 

And here are some pictures of us acting silly back in our room after the wedding.

 

 

 

This was waiting for us when we got back to our room. OMG it was sooooo good!!

 

 

And now we're living happily ever after!

Blueberry Waffles with Blueberry Sauce ~ YUM!

I haven't tried anything new in a while. At least not on the breakfast food front. All week long I kept thinking about Saturday breakfast. Is that bad?? I just enjoy getting up and having a cup of coffee and a good breakfast while I lounge around the house for a while. Did I ever tell you how much I love coffee? Ok, just making sure...

So anyways, before I jump the track and start talking about my relationship with coffee, let me tell you about the breakfast. I had an abundance of blueberries because I have a habit of going to the store before I check my inventory. Now I'm not one of these people who goes out and picks fresh blueberries from the bush in my back yard and then blogs about it. So you will be happy to know that this recipe just uses frozen blueberries. Nice, huh?

You won't need this many - only 2 cups.

I got a waffle iron for Christmas and I have used it a few times - I LOVE it! Not as much as coffee but I still have deep feelings for it. So, blueberries + waffle iron = Blueberry Waffles. Of course, again, because I forget to check my grocery inventory before going to the store, I did not have any syrup to go with them. So guess what? I made blueberry sauce to go on top!! I was on a roll. So without further ado, here is the recipe for these glorious waffles.

Blueberry Waffles

1 egg, separated

2 T. sugar

1 c. all-purpose flour

1 1/2 t. baking powder

3 T. melted butter

1 c. blueberries

1/2 t. salt

2/3 c. milk

Mix and sift the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. Combine milk and well-beaten egg yolk and add to the dry ingredients.  Add melted butter and mix well. Beat the egg white until it is stiff and fold into the batter. Fold in blueberries.  Bake on a hot waffle iron and serve with Blueberry Sauce.

Blueberry Sauce

1/4 c. sugar

Sprinkle of nutmeg

1/2 t. cornstarch

1 c. blueberries

1 t. lemon juice

1/4 c. water

sprinkle of salt

Mix sugar, nutmeg, cornstarch, and salt in saucepan. Stir in water gradually until smooth. Add blueberries and cook over heat until thickened and clear. Stir in lemon juice and let cool.

I made my sauce first so it could cool and then I could put it on the waffles when they came off the iron all hot and yummy. The waffles were good all by themselves, they fluffed up really well because of the beaten egg white. That is an important step you don't want to leave out if you are making waffles. However, you can also use this recipe for pancakes and leave out the egg white thing. Just add a whole egg. But we are talking waffles here, so focus.  

I tried to make it pretty and drizzle some sauce around the edge. Clearly it didn't work. But that part really doesn't matter. What matters is that this recipe was so yummy that it satisfied my waffle craving for yet another weekend. Definitely will be making these again!

I Am Thankful ~

I was going to say that I am thankful for God. And I truly am. Maybe you are judging me for not putting Him on Day 1. I just feel like I can't spend 10 minutes on a blog about God that does Him justice and I really don't have much brain power left today. So today, will be about DOG instead of GOD. Come to think of it, my dog has taught me so much about God. You can see more about that in this blog. For now, let me show you what makes me so thankful for my little Tuglet. This is going to be cute overload, so get ready!

November 3 ~

Ok so I have a confession to make. Day 1 was my dad, day 2 was my mom. Day 3 was a tie between my brother, Jeff, and my dog, Tug! (Sorry Jeff!) I just kept thinking about Tug's furry little cute face. Then I would think about my brother's furry little, um, face... decisions, decisions! But guess what? My brother would definitely win out if it came right down to the line. Probably.... well, yeah, he would. 

My brother is absolutely the best brother in the world. And I'm not just saying that because Christmas is coming up either! He really is. When we were little... LOOK! We really were!

Ok, you can stop laughing at my bird legs now. Anyways, when we were little, we used to fight like all brothers and sisters do. Like all siblings do. But we had some really good times too. I remember once when we were both sick, my mom gave us a hot toddy. (She's gonna kill me for telling that). Anyways, we both then started pretending to be drunk.

I'm pretty sure we were pretending.

When it snowed outside, we used to get all bundled up and go make snow forts. I tried to get a few snow angels in here and there between getting pelted with snowballs but we mostly made forts.

We also used to go crawdad fishing. Again, I bet you can guess whose idea that was. Oh, and periodically we would drive our bikes to the school and play a little one-on-one basketball.

You might think I was a tomboy after hearing me talk about all those things. Nope! I've always been as girly as they come! On the other hand, I always wanted to be around my big brother. And if crawdad fishing and snowball fights were what it took, I was all for it.

This is Jeff now with his beautiful wife, Dallas. (I'm thankful for her too).

Awww! SO cute!

I'm so thankful that my brother and I have stayed close and haven't drifted apart like some siblings.

Love you Jeff!