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261/364/2015 Speaking My Language

Beer flights and German food.

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254/364/2015 Wegman’s for Dinner

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176/364/2015 Early Squirrel

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Saw this little guy on my walk this morning.

127/364/2015 This is What I Get

For missing my exit.  On a route I’ve been traveling for more than 6 months.  And also a toll.  For sitting at a dead stop.

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76/365/2015 Pork Curry

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Yes,  I made that.

32/365/2015 Let’s Get This Party Started

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It’s Super Bowl Sunday, ya’ll.

26/365/2015 View from the 4th Floor

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Two classes down, one to go.   I’m exhausted. My stomach is in an uproar. It won’t snow like they promised.

On the other hand, I’ve climbed the stairs instead of taking the elevator all day.  That’s 13 flights up so far.  With a heavy backpack.   No need to count the down flights – – they’re just too easy.

22/365/2015 I Feel So Organized

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I had a vomiter this morning, which meant I was home unexpectedly. I attacked the foyer closet, because it needed it, and then I went after mine. I sorted some things out for the thrift store. I put some stuff away until late spring. I put some warm woolies where they would be even more accessible, and I put the rest in some semblance of order. I can actually start at the front right and work my way around the closet dressing myself in the order in which I usually pick out my clothes, instead of trying to match stuff from one side to the other. I think it will work better for me. I did have to stop once and take my temperature when I put three pairs of shoes in the thrift bag. I got the remaining footwear out of the floor and where they belong.

I also cooked, hands down, the tenderest chops that I have ever made. I braised them in just a touch of olive oil and then put them in the oven to finish cooking. They were melt in the mouth divine. I served those with fennel and cabbage sauteed and then steamed together (adding apple quarters at the end at the end of the cooking time), and wild rice. If you didn’t eat with me tonight, I feel sorry for ya!

That’s all I have for today. No deep thoughts, just stuff that needed doing and got done. It’s been a good one.