Today is my 54th anniversary of January 31st, which is utterly meaningless. Just thought I'd mention it.
I seared a pot roast, browned some onions, threw it in the crock-pot with carrots, celery, thyme, parsley, bay leaves and lots of salt and pepper. Some days I crave meat, no apologies, omnivore that I am.
Shopped for bright! tropical! clothing! yesterday, which, needless to say in this brown and grey landscape, was not in abundance. P. is taking me to Maui in a little over a week, for eight nights. My first trip to The Tropical State. I expect to be stunned silly and even, possibly, into silence by sun, warm water and blooming flora. I also expect:
1. cocktails beginning at 4pm
2. seaside reading