So, after spending the greater portion of yesterday morning actually on-line in stead of doing useful stuff, we finally got our act together and went and got stuff. And boy, did we get stuff. Nothing terribly interesting, I must admit, but we did spend a lot of money. The trip to the hardware store was surprisingly fun though. There was such a friendly guy helping us, it’s rare these days to find those type of people willing to assist. We even laughed together when we all realized that the only fire extinguisher they had must have been from the 90′s!
After the other boring shopping, I decided to bake. That ended up with chocolate chips all over the kitchen floor, so those cookies are quarantined for home use only. If one doesn’t mind the odd pet fur, they’re as good as ones made with non-contaminated chocolate chips. The dogs, of course, had a ball.
Yes, yes, I know chocolate is bad for dogs. They didn’t have much, I promise.
The rest of the day was spent cooking. I had a craving for juicy T-bone steaks with a mushroom cheddar-melt sauce and garden salad with an assortment of roasted peppers and seeds. Marc was to braai the T-bones, I did the rest. For the life of me, I cannot understand how roasting peppers and seeds, preparing the salad and making the sauce took three hours!
Then again, with the TV in the kitchen, the F1 qualifying and soccer game did kinda distract me.
Now, one might think that falling asleep on the couch hugging one’s husband is romantic. At least I thought so, until Marc woke me up complaining that he was being squashed. This morning he compared the event with a car crusher: I was crushing from the side, the dogs from the top! It is probably a good thing he woke me up though, we would’ve been as stiff as anything this morning had we spent the night on the couch. This is spoken from experience.
Well, with a new day, a few tasks and an awful lot of sport this afternoon, let me get off my lazy but and help my husband remount the light that he fixed while I was typing this.
“till next time,
Chow