We delivered a meal to Hubby's best friend (who recently lost his wife) and son last night (his daughter was away in another state), and we brought along our daughter. I baked chicken spaghetti and corn casserole (just like a lighter corn pudding, but baked). They loved it thankfully. But...but....here's the kicker. Stories where shared all night, although we had intentions of leaving early, the bottle of Jack was pouring shot after shot. He he. Oh my land. I'm gonna be putting honey on everything today. Yep, I am hungover for the first time in a very long, long time, but all in good. We loved spending time with them, and they kept thanking us for the food we took over. Thankfully, we had a driver. She was a trip too. Kept talking to us like we were the children and she was the parent. And in truth she was, ha ha!
On the way home, guess what we saw. A coyote. A lone one. Sitting a the edge of the road, halfway down the field south of our place, which is adjacent to our property. Yep. Not good. Not normal for this late in the season either, and the farmer has yet to take his miles of corn out across the road. It's just harboring animals of different kinds.
Speaking of corn, someone hit a deer last week (same place one was hit last year, almost across our north drive). One crossed the other night while I was out with Jesse too. Anyway, I noticed someone came during the night and cut the head and tail off. I'm guessing it was buck, but why, why, why? Who would want to pay a taxidermy for a deer you didn't kill nor even put in the freezer? Do poachers sell that sort of stuff? I just don't understand the logic of taking a deer head to mount if you didn't kill it yourself and harvest the meat.
The weather outside is. . .
So-so. Snow is on the way though. There is no wind and it's 29°F.
On the breakfast plate . . .
Blueberry pancakes with honey. And about 3 pots of much needed coffee, followed by hot tea with honey.
As I look out the window . . .
There is not much of a sunrise this morning.
Right now I am . . .
Washing a crocheted blanket my daughter's friend used to sleep Saturday night. She came over for a sleepover, but came sick. Yes. I said sick. Coughing and hacking the entire time. Who does that to people??? I sprayed the entire couch with vodka/lavender spray and anti-ill spray. Man alive. I went to town and sprayed everything she may have touched too. I'm sorry, but do not, do not go out if you are sick.
As I look around the house . . .
Deep cleaning must resume. I am having a Thanksgiving dinner here this year. It needs done anyway. I like to live chaos free.
On the to-do list. . .
-a mountain of dishes
-anything I can manage to get done today, ha ha! Literally.
Currently reading. . .
A stack of old writer magazines.
On the TV. . .
Nothing.
On the menu. . .
A new recipe!! I'll be updating if we like it or not. It's breakfast dish, but we are having it for dinner. Other than that, I don't have a menu planned. I have a HUGE stack of dishes to wash this morning before I write one out. I need to consume lots of honey today, so my brain can function normal enough to even sort out a menu (ha ha!).
What I am creating at the moment . . .
Crocheted Christmas tree ornaments, and embroidered kitchen towels (photos to come soon I hope).
Favorite photo from the camera. . .
My Dad.
Prayers, inspirational quotes, or devotionals. . .
Continued prayers for Hubby's best friend and family, as they continue to grieve.
