January 5, 2011

• (Okay, this is getting harder to do. It feels very self-absorbed to write every single day about myself. Going to try and keep it short from now on. My long posts are more than you want to know, I’m certain.)

  It was a beautiful winter day in the Ozarks, a good time to go to “town.” I had many errands on my long list, and I got through several of them. But sometimes one must stop and go home. So that is just what I did. The three or four other things can wait for another day.

  Thankfully, I had prepared supper last night for tonight. On my way home, I called the culinary-challenged Farmboy and walked him through turning on the oven, opening the fridge, finding the casserole and popping it into the oven. When I got home, it was piping hot and ready to eat. I made a salad, warmed the chive biscuits I made last night and voila! Supper was served.

  It remains a mystery to me that someone who can completely take apart any large piece of equipment, fix its most complicated problem, and put the whole thing back together–this man can walk into our HOME and suddenly his brain is a blank. Truly, he didn’t know that the little red light on the stove meant the oven was pre-heating. Bless his heart. We do have our separate areas of responsibility, and heaven help us if the line must be crossed.

  One of my errands today was buying a big, heavy box of nuts and bolts. NEVER let it be said that this Farmgirl went to town and failed to do something FARM. NEVER. It is a matter of principle–for someone.

  Good night–I’m off to knit. Some lovely merino wool, smooth as silk, is calling my name.

  P.S. I exhibited notable self-control by NOT going to a yarn shop today. I have vowed to use up a bunch of my stash. It was sure hard….

   

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