Monday - Sunny and warmish
A nice day. I overslept this morning, but as it is my day off, I really didn’t care that much. When I got up I made the beds with the quilts. It’s been getting colder every night and I think it’s about time to use the quilts. I’ll see how it goes tonight.
I had a quiet afternoon by myself. I did the prep work on dinner. I set up the chicken to marinate in the fridge. I’ve used this lemon-oregano recipe a few times and I really like it.
I watched some of the weekend’s TV and then went out to the post office a little after 4 pm. I had a book mooch to send off. Second one this month! Woot. I came home via the convenience store for a few things.
Back at home, I decided to work on the kohlrabi, so I found an interesting recipe and the got to work. I set everything up so I could just stick it in the oven when F appeared.
It was getting late and I was wondering when my husband would show up. I sent him a text around 7:30 to see if he was okay. He phoned me and said that he’d be another half hour. I asked him to call me when he was about to leave work so I could get things in the oven and the grill.
F got home after 8 pm and when he did, the chicken was already in the fish grill and the kohlrabi when into the oven. I had the coffee set up too, so I pushed the button and he had coffee while he was waiting for dinner.
I think dinner was really good, but who knows if F did. He had to have rice with it, which meant searching for his sprinkles for the top of it. He didn’t start eating for ages after I did.
I loved the chicken and I also really liked the kohlrabi. I had roasted it with some garlic and half an onion and I thought it was nice. I’ll probably try it another way next time.
In the evening we didn’t do much. F did the dishes, and then it was late. He put on the TV and The West Wing was on. He watched something else for a bit and I turned it back when he took his bath. He went to bed around midnight.
It was a quiet evening really. He didn’t get home until late, so we didn’t do anything exciting. Sigh.
That’s it for me. Night.