This same time, years previous: the case of the slipping snood, in recovery, magic custard cake, walking through water, the quotidian (6.19.12), refried beans, this particular Friday, what I got, cabbage apple slaw with buttered pecans, swiss chard rolls, and sour cherry crostatas.
Quotidian: daily, usual or customary;
everyday; ordinary; commonplace
The job that takes FOREVER.
To live off of: quinoa, feta, kalamata olives, tomatoes, cucumbers, and a light dressing.
Bacon from our pigs, eggs from our chickens, lettuce from our garden: MY lunch.
How my younger son makes toast: defrost it in the microwave till it’s hot, chill it in the fridge,
and then toast it.
Growing feet: the ten-year-old versus the fourteen-year-old.
My son is going to be enormous.
Gettysburg: we made like good homeschoolers and went on a field trip.
Creek envy: at my aunt and uncle’s.
Getting her “round.”
(Apparently, it’s a big deal.)
After the accident, one of my first questions
(after learning he sustained no long-term damage, of course)
was, “How long until he can do dishes?”
I didn’t ask it out loud, but I thought it.
The man hates it when I get in his personal space so I do it all the time.