After a rally last night, we're back to illness in this house. So Iain and I spent the day playing with fingerpaint and exchanging incomprehensible phrases ("Maba Donee?" "What?" "Mavo Doonbb!!" "What???")
But at least the weather was good. Oh, wait. It was 34 degrees and wetly snowish. Blech.
Tomorrow: Iain's Christmas gift from Callie (a super-duper hit!) and Banana bread a la Bittman (to whom I swear I'm allergic. His recipes are just not my speed.).
Until then...
No comments:
Post a Comment