Breakfast: Shaggy and Amanda spent the night after the party, so for breakfast I made waffles for us all. They cleaned up all the mess from the party before they left. It made me really really happy, because it is what I would do. But I never expect it from other people.
Lunch: For lunchtime we went to the missionary homecoming for my cousin Ben. He has recently returned from Russia, and it was a great opportunity to spend some time with my extended family that I do not see very often. Josh and I provided pasta salad (as almost all of it was left over from the party). Some of the other things I consumed while there, mini cupcakes, cake, half an orange worth of orange slices, grapes, a few slices of homemade breads, and don’t forget the ruffles with french onion dip.
At the completion of the homecoming celebration I changed into a dress and Josh into dress pants and we headed off to the wedding reception of my boss’ daughter.
Dinner: We had planned on lunch at the homecoming and dinner at the reception. After there not being much “real food” at the earlier get-together we were looking forward to the amazing buffet I had heard so much about at work. We arrived at the reception and quickly discovered the lack of real food there too. The decorations were extravagant. The dessert table was the main centerpiece of the room. It was any dessert lovers dream buffet. There was a pasta salad next to a fantastic selection of specialty cheeses and specialty breads, along with a large array of fruits. Then over in one corner was a table of gourmet popcorn with the adjoining corner containing soda jerks making an assortment of sodas with any number of flavorings.
I had a cherry cream soda, two rolls with five different cheeses, some grapes, a chocolate covered strawberry, chocolate eclair filled with bavarian cream, macaroon, chocolate cupcake with mass amounts of frosting in the shape of a fancy flower, a snickers brownie, a chocolate pudding in a pastry shell, and I got a bag of popcorn to take home, caramel, almond joy and s’mores. By my second bite of food at the event my stomach was hurting, but I have never seen such fancy food in my life and I wanted to try everything.
I did not get to try any of the 15 different cookies, or the thing that was either a giant marshmallow dipped in chocolate, or a chocolate covered apple, or any of the other flavored brownies, or the other mass amounts of fantastic chocolate desserts that I did not even see. I never made it around the entire table.
After we were home both Josh and I were experiencing excruciating stomach pain. I forced us both to eat some chicken so that we had at least a little bit of meat in us. It helped a lot.