Poor Rich is miserably cold and shivering under a blanket, and I'm wanting to throw the windows open and sing Oh What A Beautiful Morning.
Labwork and grocery shopping today. I pulled a bunch of recipes out of the basket last night, told Rich to pick one, and now we have our plan for Sunday dinner...pasta with brussel sprouts and bacon. I might also make a big pot of chicken stew to have for lunches next week. Seems like the perfect thing to have bubbling away on a cold winter's day!
No stitching last night, Dearies. I ended up going to bed with my book at about 8:30...just still not feeling very well.
Hope your own corner of the world is magically wonderful today!