Sunday's Story

I got up at 5:15 AM. I kicked the cats off the bed and stripped it. I put the bedding in the wash machine and turned it on. I reheated a cup of coffee and posted the Blog.

I put the bedding in the dryer and got another cup of coffee. I took my latest book and went into the living room, turning on the light, "Over Easy" on the radio and the fireplace.

Around 8:00 AM, I started to get hungry. To atone for yesterday's dinner, I fine-diced half of a small yellow onion and thick-sliced about five Cremini mushrooms. I saut�ed them in butter and olive oil, with a pinch of salt to help the mushrooms give up their moisture.

While they were cooking, I whisked the hell out of three eggs and a splash of heavy cream. When the mushrooms had reduced, I carefully added the egg mixture (after whisking it furiously one last time - I want to add a lot of air into it). I stirred it around a bit, added some fresh ground black pepper and then let it cook.

Now, normally, I would use some Swiss cheese, but I don't have any. I do have sharp cheddar, but that would overpower the subtle onion/mushroom flavor. So, I settled on some American cheese slices.
When they started to melt, I plated it (see photos). Delicious!

Energy replenished, I got to work. I washed up the breakfast dishes and skillet. Next I went out and refilled the bird feeder (my Brother Carl was right; I have wimpy birds and squirrels! Now that its +19 degrees, they are back in force!) While I was out there, I checked the snow depth and found I'd picked up five inches of snow yesterday. I took a couple photos of the huge icicles I have.

Back inside, I called my snowplow guy (it's not that bad out there right now, but we are supposed to get another two inches of snow today. Since tomorrow is another working day, I thought: better safe than sorry!) Then it was back onto the bathroom. I washed all the walls and the ceiling to prep everything for painting.

It took two washings and three rinses to get all the crud off of them! In between, I took the Dutch oven from the fridge to warm my semi-finished soup back up. Once I was done with the bathroom washing, I finished the soup up and set it on the burner on low. Oh, BTW, I was making Leek and Potato soup.

So, it's almost 1:00 PM and still no snowplow guy. I put a whole pot of coffee on and waited for Jeremy. When Riese rang the doorbell, I asked if they minded driving their car into the garage (so the driveway would be empty for the snowplow guy to do his work). They said, "Sure" and pulled it in.

Now the moment of truth. I opened the birthday/Christmas present. The birthday present was a mid-sized Igloo cooler. This is actually great, as I only have a small one and a big one. The small one can only hold two of the frozen soup containers, so I have had to use the big one to take my soups out to my Mom's (which is a lot of overkill). This one looks like it could hold four or maybe even six containers! Thanks, guys!!!

But, what was the Christmas present inside? I know I've been wondering! It was about 2-3 pounds of veal bones!!! They had started out asking butchers (like I had) for bones and been laughed at (as I was). But, they found somebody online who delivered veal bones. So, Jeremy had them delivered to his work. I put my treasure into the fridge freezer, thanking them profusely.

They had an aggressive schedule to see all Jyl's relatives today, but did agree to try some soup. I cut up some of the Italian Rustic Bread and dished out four bowls of the soup (Riese was happier playing with the cats). They seemed to like it. They rinsed all the dishes and then had to take off (still no sign of the snowplow guy). I waved goodbye and closed the garage door just before 2:00 PM. It was only when I came back into the kitchen and smelled the coffee that I realized I never offered them any! Damn!

I changed back into my working clothes and started the last load of this weekend's laundry. I sanded the rough spots on the molding and the wooden towel bar. I swept the floor (for the third time today!) and then opened the primer. Once I had it stirred, I painted the molding and towel rack with a 2-inch foam brush.

I put the primer away and threw the brush in the trash. After checking I didn't have any paint on me, I got my book and headed for the couch. It was about 5:30 and still no snowplow guy!

I kinda figured I'd get a little nap in, but this was not to be. I had two phone calls and by the time I finished the second one it was almost time for my Sunday shows!

So, the pasties will have to wait another day. I grabbed some leftovers and turned on the TV. I turned it off at 10:00 PM and went to bed.