There is a whole lot of snow out there. Inches of the stuff. Inches'n'inches.
I wonder if I shall go to the Lit & Phil today? Something in me urges the rediscovery of How To Work At Home. It'd be dead useful, suggests that something: a knack worth holding on to.
Oh, and I could do the dishes and put the house in order, that too. That would be a goodness. And turn pumpkin residue and beef stock into soup for the ages. So much virtue to be achieved, by dint of not going to work...
On the other hand, I could take sossidge sammiches with me and be warm all day. Once I got there. And I'd far rather walk through today's soft fresh snow than on tomorrow's ice.
Dunno. I don't have to decide yet. I can have coffee yet, and decide later.
In other news, beef-stewed-in-a-pumpkin looks fabulous, but next time I shall use the stew to cook the pumpkin rather than the pumpkin to cook the stew. I [disapprove of] chewy meat. (There's actually a stronger word that I want to use there, also begins with "dis", but I can't think of it. Damn. I hate when words go slithery, and they do it more and more.)
I wonder if I shall go to the Lit & Phil today? Something in me urges the rediscovery of How To Work At Home. It'd be dead useful, suggests that something: a knack worth holding on to.
Oh, and I could do the dishes and put the house in order, that too. That would be a goodness. And turn pumpkin residue and beef stock into soup for the ages. So much virtue to be achieved, by dint of not going to work...
On the other hand, I could take sossidge sammiches with me and be warm all day. Once I got there. And I'd far rather walk through today's soft fresh snow than on tomorrow's ice.
Dunno. I don't have to decide yet. I can have coffee yet, and decide later.
In other news, beef-stewed-in-a-pumpkin looks fabulous, but next time I shall use the stew to cook the pumpkin rather than the pumpkin to cook the stew. I [disapprove of] chewy meat. (There's actually a stronger word that I want to use there, also begins with "dis", but I can't think of it. Damn. I hate when words go slithery, and they do it more and more.)