Now I’ve got soup on the stove and soda bread in the oven, and I’m going to put so much butter on that bread...you don’t even understand.We were not mad about this chilly, wet weather today because it felt GOOD to lounge on the couch except for a quick trip to the store. Now I’ve got soup on the stove and soda bread in the oven, and I’m going to put so much butter on that bread...you don’t even understand.
As a quiet act of rebellion at night when the mercury drops and the Fall winds whistle, my home is heated solely by an oven.As a quiet act of rebellion at night when the mercury drops and the Fall winds whistle, my home is heated solely by an oven. A refusal that winter is almost here and an act of gratitude for the late autumn harvest; pies, cobblers, and crisps...anything rich in fruit and requiring sticky hands.
I've been feeling insecure about a whole bunch of things lately, so this morning I decided to put myself together just for the fun of it. Since I work from home most days, it hardly feels worth the effort to get all dolled up just for Olive and me, which is a thought I need to change...I managed to sip only a few drops of coffee this morning (my coffee usually gets cold several times before it's been fully consumed, and you can often find me drinking the same cup well into the afternoon), put Frank's "September of my Years" on the record player, grabbed one of my favorite dresses (an old J.Crew dress I found some time ago at the thrift store), put on some of my mother's black pearls (don't tell her I forgot to give them back after borrowing them), did my makeup, pinned up my hair, and finished my coffee.
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