Snowed in, abandoned, alone...
Nov. 26th, 2010 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceActually, of course, none of the subject line is true: but apparently I'm pretending. There are still inches of snow out there and fresh falls coming down unpredictably, and I have no plans to leave the house.
I do have plans to write lots, tho' I keep getting distracted. By the internets, by the boys at their evil, by the other contents of my house. I have converted the residues of pumpkin and stew into an utterly gorgeous soup, with benefit of beef stock; that'll do my lunch. Tonight, I am wondering what I can concoct. I have some tupperware chorizo in the fridge; I have pasta, and tinned tomatoes and onions and garlic and such. Homemade meatballs in tomato sauce, that would work. Or I have potatoes and cabbage and such. Some kind of hash could happen. Choices, choices...
I do have plans to write lots, tho' I keep getting distracted. By the internets, by the boys at their evil, by the other contents of my house. I have converted the residues of pumpkin and stew into an utterly gorgeous soup, with benefit of beef stock; that'll do my lunch. Tonight, I am wondering what I can concoct. I have some tupperware chorizo in the fridge; I have pasta, and tinned tomatoes and onions and garlic and such. Homemade meatballs in tomato sauce, that would work. Or I have potatoes and cabbage and such. Some kind of hash could happen. Choices, choices...