So today, there needed to be some serious housekeeping. But first, after the kitchen was scrubbed to where surgery could be performed in it, a pork roast was seared and then went into cockput with onion/sage gravy and some handcrafted pierogis stuffed with mashed potatoes and cabbage that I get from the little Polish deli in the Village. That way, when he rolls in there will be dinner.Oh, (#)@. There's only one beer, and there's two of us--best cook extra pierogis and wear something low cut, maybe he won't notice.
Then it was time to clean.
That done, time to I pick up before vacuuming the oriental guns (that was supposed to be rugs - that's a subliminal typo but you know what I would rather have been doing than vacuuming)
You don't be vacuuming up my Angry Birds!
But it wasn't only canning, and cooking and cleaning in this Range family. No, this is an old fashioned house. There was also some sewing.
You all have a safe and sane Saturday, I'm going to enjoy a night off, in my own bed, and pancakes in the morning with my husband. Because. for some strange reason - I'm kind of tired.
"Sure. . . . 'Abby - pancakes are bad for dogs.' You go on telling yourself that."