I enjoy cooking, planning menus, and working with food.
How ever I also really enjoy my day off on Sundays. Usually Rosie Mae will take over the kitchen then. Yesterday, Steven insisted he wants to cook for us.
He had found a recipe he wanted to make, and with all the time he has spent in the kitchen helping me, we agreed he is capable and could be the one preparing the meal.
He made a lovely, and super delicious risotto.
Afterwards he told me he had not expected his arm to become so tired from all the stirring he had to do.
I'm so happy he enjoys cooking, and my Mama's heart thrills in watching him take on challenges like this and succeeding.
The grass along the road is completely buried under tiny gravel and what ever it is the snowplows kept spreading on the road.
I'm not looking forward to cleaning it up. I can almost feel blisters on my hands just thinking about all the effort it will take to restore the yard back to its pre-winter condition.
Recently the cart sprayer/sanitizer guy ran after me and my cart. Apparently he hadn't gotten around to it yet and so he gave both it and my arms a quick spray.
I was speechless, more than a little indignant, and immediately my arms itched horribly. I dashed off to the restroom to wash the stuff off.