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Sunday, March 30, 2014

Vegetable Soup

10:30 am and I sat down exhausted on the side of my bed for a moment taking inventory of my aching body - and the thought came, if I could make one pain disappear forever which one would it be. This inclination towards self-pity  drove me straight up off the bed onto my feet and to write. And on my way I passed this entry - so timely for me and so true.

See what Sean had to say last week about the infamous line of least resistance.

I had filled my morning with doing the dishes, then cleaning out the vegetable drawers in the fridge. This is a great way to make soup; no thinking or planning or finding a recipe - just use up everything that needs to be eaten before it goes bad, and viola, what some might call stone soup. (I am grateful there are potatoes and carrots in my soup instead of stones, but you get the idea.)  

Sunday's are usually Library day's for me and Miss Munchkin, but I am tired, and not about to remind her this wet and cloudy day unless she brings it up. I have three more of the Big House books to listen to so I am set for the week of commuting, and I don't believe we have made it through her stack of ten books yet either from last Sunday. Maybe a visit on Tuesday night to the little library around the corner will be a nice treat instead of trekking across town to the Civic Center on the weekend.

   *************Intermission************** (read as: bowl of buttered popcorn)

Short Stuff has let me know it's time for us to read together, and as always it is my pleasure.

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