Dishes are washed, the living room (where we eat with a crowd) vacuumed...the kids are quieting. I could read Going Bovine, but I am tuckered out and feel the pull of last night's House instead.
Peace and love.
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
End o'day
Again a post at the end of the day. Not so much inspired as archival.
One family came over for common meal. The others were scared off by our exposure to a GI bug yesterday (which we found out this morning.) It was a lovely quiet dinner: fava-pinto bean bake, rice, turkey meatballs, Brussels sprouts and cake. (I fried two eggs and ate the Brussels sprouts.)
Dishes are washed, the living room (where we eat with a crowd) vacuumed...the kids are quieting. I could read Going Bovine, but I am tuckered out and feel the pull of last night's House instead.
Peace and love.
Dishes are washed, the living room (where we eat with a crowd) vacuumed...the kids are quieting. I could read Going Bovine, but I am tuckered out and feel the pull of last night's House instead.
Peace and love.
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