Here it is, my first dinner of 2009. Very Donna Reed. For some reason, I am taking an odd amount of delight in the fact that I am having peas. I don't usually have them hot, buttered and on a plate. I put them in green salad, or make pea salad, or have split pea soup, but not just Hot Peas. They are tasty. I put garlic salt on them though, which I don't think I'll do again. Just salt and butter.
So anyway, happy 2009. I have survived (barely) yet another holiday season, and the relief I feel on this day is tantamount to having the weight of the world off my shoulders. I started the day with a good sob, but I think that was the last of the holiday tension leaving. I did manage to stay blue for a good portion of the day, being crabby not only with the Bloody Trombonist but also with the OMA. Then I checked out for awhile and my mood is steadily improving and I'm getting back to my normal self. My house is an absolute disaster though, and I really need to work on it.
My sleepy feline is having a nice little nap on the couch. Last night we played fetch with her favorite new ribbon. She can go on playing fetch for quite awhile, like a little doggie. Anyway, here are the pictures to prove it. Now I'm going to go clean my hovel.
Bringing me the ribbon, and then waiting for me to toss it back out (she stares at it while she waits).
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