July. The month when you really know that summer is here. July. The month we celebrate our country’s independence. July. The month that marks summer vacation being half over. July. The month my son-in-law, MuzicMan was born. July. The month Danno, our second son was born. July. The month I was born.
We celebrated the nation’s independence and MuzicMan’s birthday in a sort of combo get together. We gave him a gas grill as a gift, and he in turn invited us over to break it in on hamburgers, hot dogs, and stuffed peppers. We had a delicious meal and a wonderful family time. However, all our children could not be there.
As I’ve mentioned many times before, with sons who work 7&7, and 28&14, it’s difficult for us to get the whole gang together. But this month, with many opportunities, it was bound to happen.
We got together for my birthday at the camp, and this is what I wanted for my birthday from Termite . . . .
Now, that’s more like it. I wanted him to catch enough for a big birthday boil. It looked like we would all be here except Daboo, the oldest son. He was still out on a tugboat somewhere. BigSis and one of my nieces drove down from New Orleans, so it was a great day.
And in case you couldn’t read the ruler on that ice chest up there, that was a pretty big blue crab Termite caught.
Not quite a week after my birthday is Danno’s. For his birthday dinner he wanted a big pot of “Redneck Gumbo“. . .
and some Reese’s Peanut Butter Cake Balls. Dotter and I developed the recipe, but we turned them into “Lolli-cakes” by using sucker sticks rather than just forming them into balls. I can post the recipe if anyone is interested in how we did it. They were delicious!
Because we did not get together with Daboo (the oldest son) for his birthday in May, I decided to bake his favorite–dewberry cobbler So, I was pretty much in the kitchen all day last Friday and loving every minute of it.
The second thing Danno wanted was use of the camp for the next day to have some friends down for a crab boil of his own.
This is starting to look like a family tradition! We have the recipe for perfect boiled crabs, if anyone would care to have that posted, as well.
It’s been a wonderful week of birthdays, boiled crabs, and lolli-cakes.
Now, the long-awaited rains are filling the ditches and flooding the city streets from here to New Orleans. I think we can finally say we’ve had enough.