My brother turned the big 2-8 this weekend, and he drove all the way to Point to celebrate it with me!
Okay, there’s a slight chance he wanted to see others besides me, but it sure was nice spending my brother’s birthday with him after missing my sisters’ last month.
It was a nice little weekend with food, friends, movies, and board games. Together, Ty and I even convinced Dave to make some of his delicious bread Friday night.
For Ty’s birthday dinner, we made One Pot Pasta with Mussels, and Dave made some amazing Cheesy Polenta with Jalapenos.
Ty doesn’t like regular cake, so I made (hem, assembled) him an ice cream cake for his birthday. So easy and so good!
Layer ice cream sandwiches.
Fudge topping or chocolate syrup.
And crushed Oreos.
Repeat, cover with foil, and freeze.
It has been such a long time since I’ve made pretzels that I felt the compulsion to do so this weekend. The compulsion was heightened by a Valentine’s Day picture I saw of a Bloody Mary with a heart shaped pretzel garnishing it.
Okay, you can laugh at how my hearts turned out.
The poppers turned out wonderfully, though, and made an excellent addition to Sunday Bloody Sunday served alongside mustard, horseradish, and salsa con queso.
Then came everyone’s least favorite part of Sunday: the part where we say goodbye to each other and the weekend and prepare ourselves for the forthcoming week (which, in my case, generally involves laundry).
It was another wonderful weekend. Happy Birthday, Ty! You are the best big brother and friend a girl could ask for.
Next weekend, Dave and I made a pact to do absolutely nothing but spend time together, which I am naturally looking forward to very much.