Timelies all!
It's been snowing all morning, but it's pretty light. Party starts at 2:30, so I'll see how things are then. Right now Mr. S is napping, and I had wonton soup for lunch.
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Timelies all!
It's been snowing all morning, but it's pretty light. Party starts at 2:30, so I'll see how things are then. Right now Mr. S is napping, and I had wonton soup for lunch.
Snowing here in CT. Light but steady. Supposed to go all day.
I don't remember the last time I literally didn't leave the house all day. I LOVE IT.
Of course, now I feel like baking, but that will not contribute to my goal of having my jeans fit properly again. Ah well.
Ha HA! My mother was like, "I called you an hour ago," and I was sure I had looked at my phone within the last ~45 minutes, and my phone proves me right.
No, you can't talk to me instantly even though you are calling my cell phone.
Ohhh, baking would be wonderful. Deciding what delicious thing to make - something tried and true or something new? The house would fill with a comforting smell. The act of creation is so soothing.
But then there is the final product that would derail my efforts to eat healthy and in moderation.
I kinda wish there was a market for ameture baked goods. I'll bake something, you cover the cost of the goods plus a bit extra, and you get to take the nommy stuff away.
Procrastinating...ok, off b.org. Off FB.
make soup or mulled wine/juice instead.
I kinda wish there was a market for ameture baked goods.
That's what my office is for...
I have made soup and ordered memorial cards for Dad. And I made pastry for pie crusts, which I will freeze until next Friday. There will be pie for Dad, oh yes.
Ezra Pound's Ancient Music:
Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm.
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.
Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm,
So 'gainst the winter's balm.
Sing goddamm, damm, sing goddamn.
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.
make soup or mulled wine/juice instead.
I had cocoa. Not the same, but something.
That's what my office is for...
Yeah. Too bad I'm not even in until Tuesday.