Later-in-the-day post.
Spent a quiet day, just the two of us reading, watching the telly, and the usual. Nothing on our to-do list, which is always right up our tree.
Tomorrow evening we're invited for dinner to Cuddy's house. Can imagine how we're looking forward to that. Yesterday a precious/beautiful wee one, momma, gramma and auntie came to vist. A special day holding and adoring a beautiful baby birl. When they left, we were invited next door for wine and a chat. When we came home and settled in for the evening, we commented on how blessed was our day.
Tonight's supper is most likely not among the favorites of most people. Liver and onions prepared by Chef Dale. Sides are mashed potatoes and creamed corn. As I've said over and over, as a little girl I couldn't stand eating liver. But, the way Dale prepares it, well, count me in for seconds. He flours and seasons the liver, fries it on the stove top smothered in onions, and then puts it in the oven. Can remember as a kid being told how good liver is for us, high in iron.
Nothing newsworthy. A hum-drum, peaceful string of hours with no complaints and no surprises. Can't hardly beat a day like that!
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