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Super bowl, roasted broccoli, gelato and stained wood lessons

It is Super Bowl Sunday!

Nope, we weren't invited to any Super Bowl get togethers. 

I know...it did kinda hurt but we bounced back ok :) 

We made a steak, some cheddar bacon taters and some roasted broccoli.

It is the first time I have ever roasted broccoli and it was absolutely delicious and easy.  Just like every other recipe you have seen on the web, I just drizzled a little olive oil and sprinkled some salt and pepper and put it in the oven at 400 degrees.  It only took ten minutes at the most.  I didn't time it, just watched it. 

Ron's niece and her dad have an olive orchard...no, an olive farm...no...basically an olive oil business.  Yeah, an olive oil business.  It is called Texas Hill Country Olive Company.  Go visit their website, buy some olive oil.  It is so good for you.  Anyway, we have some lemon infused olive oil on order.  Can't wait to try it on the roasted broccoli.

Wishing dessert was some Gelato from this awesome coffee shop we visited in Port Aransas on our little anniversary trip.

We had the Salted Caramel Gelato.  Oh yum. 

I digress, back to the Super Bowl. 

I have been really excited about this super bowl.  I would really like to see the Broncos win.  Not only because of Peyton Manning, although that is a part of it. 

The bigger part, though, is that I used to be a Houston Texans fan.  We live about 80 miles south of Houston, plus my nephew is a big Texans fan so I definitely wanted to support family.

But when the Texans did not go to the Super Bowl after a certain period of time the management basically disbanded the team we knew.  They fired the head coach and traded some well liked players. 

Guess what...that coach and many of the well liked players now make up the Denver Broncos.  Yep, that is why I hope they win.  So, GO Broncos!!

On to blog business.  When we last posted we were dealing with some rain and a wood stain with which we were not thrilled.  We were faced with the decision of whether to try a darker stain or try staining the wood ourselves.  We decided on the latter.

I gotta admit, sometimes I get the idea I know exactly what I am doing.

Sometimes, I actually think I am an interior designer.

I think, therefore, I am.  No? 

Haha, nope.

Before we continue with this story can we talk about that picture? 

It is another, "I think, therefore, I am," reality check.

Seriously, I see myself quite differently in my head than what that picture portrays, thankfully :)

I've been letting my gray grow out.  What am I thinking???  So far, I am sticking with it, but I have to say I am starting to have doubts that I can follow through with it.  I just hate the idea of continuing to put those dyes and chemicals on my head.  We shall see.

Ok, so we decided to put a few coats of stain on our fascia boards.

We both decided it was exactly as we wanted it.  It had a nice color to it and just the right amount of wood grain came through.

This is where a real designer might have helped. 

Once we got it up, you could not see the wood grain way up there.  it was stained a little too dark.  One coat less would have been perfect (yes, exactly the way the contractor had done it.  Ugh.).  Not only that, but once they puttied the cuts and nails, they put another coat and now it just looks like brown paint. 

There is a lot of saw dust on that board, but you get the picture.  That was actually before the putty and last coat of stain.

It isn't exactly the way I envisioned it, but in the whole scheme of things, I'm ok with it.

Living and learning...sometimes it is fun, sometimes not.  Maybe I will learn enough to actually become a designer.  Hopefully, before all that gray grows out :)

Don't sweat the little things and have a wonderful week.

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