I do know that I finally got breakfast with Munoz (The Dish, mmm). Good tea, good people, good food. I like good things :) Then I took Gazza to the dog park today for the first time in over a month and was thrilled to stand around in the sun. Mini-Beast was there with Bob, so it was a gorgeous afternoon filled with beasties.
Coming home, I had a craving for protein. Following through on a promise to use what's in my freezer first, I cooked some chicken (breathe through it, I know it's hard to believe...). Of course, I realized my only condiment is mustard, so I ate it with tartar sauce left over from Ivars (that's normal, right?).
Why am I writing about this? I realized I haven't been out in sunlight (for any notable period of time) for weeks (!!), so it was a nice change of pace. And the cooking thing, well, that needs no explanation. And now I'm sitting by the fire reading and napping. Because... why not?
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