But first, don't ever move a bird's nest, no matter what the guy with the video on YouTube tells you. We had a cardinal's nest with these 3 babies right next to a window that was getting replaced, so I decided I would save them from certain destruction by moving them just a few yards to another lemon tree. The parents even watched me do it (with Lucas standing guard with a broom in case of attack).
Apparently Mom and Dad took that as their cue to have a date night, because they disappeared for 2 whole days...which were cold, rainy days, so I buried these poor babies on Thursday. And would you believe the Dad had the nerve to show up about 4 hours after the burial?! He landed on the back porch, no less, and hopped over to the back door like he was going to knock and ask me where they were. Becky, it made me think about you and your rescued kittens...except you didn't kill yours! And when I came in all sad from burying them, CBS News was doing a story about a Sandy Hook survivor talking about his best friend who was killed, so I just became a blubbering idiot. This was the one bright spot of Thursday.
Now for the weekend, I decided to get out and enjoy the weather, so this pic of Drew gave me some inspiration.
Lucas and I biked to a nearby park, which is apparently the only public park in Mobile with monkey bars, because I'm sure they're unsafe and responsible for several deaths, so we're lucky just to have these 8, honestly...though I probably scared the mothers and little children when I walked up pulling on my Tough Mudder gloves.
And it really is all in the legs when you're doing this!
And finally, the Pioneer Woman Cashew Chicken - tada! It involves sherry, rice vinegar, oyster sauce, soy sauce, brown sugar, ginger, and garlic. Delicious! Lucas very cleverly said the sauce tasted similar to the Beef with Snow Peas we had the other night - the boy's got a taste for sherry! Oh, the one glitch was that I forgot to actually pour the soy sauce mixture INTO the chicken until Jim mentioned I had an extra bowl sitting there. I was just going to serve it with sherry and the cornstarch slurry, and even mentioned that there wasn't very much sauce as I was getting ready to plate it. Luckily I dumped it in and heated it up and it all tasted fine.
At least there were no fingertips sliced in the making of the dish - that's always my ultimate goal. Hope you had a great weekend and didn't kill any small animals!