We’re still snowed in. We are slightly rationing the propane because although we have a couple of weeks worth, we’re not sure when the tanker will be able to make it down the driveway. We had an earthquake this morning. The dogs are restless. So am I.
And in the midst of all of that, Sweet Baby G asks a simple question: “How about I make us some sushi for lunch?”
Why, yes. What a great idea. FAN. TAS. TIC.