After an extremely slow start, my husband and I got up and started moving around today. We probably spent a good half-hour trying to figure out how to spend the day. Somehow Matt doesn't think that driving 170 miles (round trip) to Boise so that I can restock my granola supplies every weekend is a good idea. I like to be regular, but hey, gas prices are going up.
Eventually we decided to go up to McCall for lunch. We had a delightful repast of turkey & swiss paninis, then hit the grocery store. We spotted a magnificent mullet in the frozen food section. I believe this one was of the "Kentucky Waterfall" variety. This dude was so proud of it, too. He was tossing his head around like he was in a Breck commercial.
Upon coming home, I crawled over what is now merely the three-foot tall snowbank alongside the house and checked out our crocus patch, which is on the south side, and therefore the most sunny part of the yard. We're up to 138 crocuses.
Oh, I made Phad Thai for dinner. Shh, don't tell Matt, but I put 3 tablespoons of minced garlic (1 tsp. equals one clove) in it. Even I thought that was quite a lot, so I took out about a third. Then I put a huge bunch of scallions in there. Heh. Seriously, my breath smells like I just crawled out of the crypt.
So that's my Sunday. Time for beddy, and I'll see y'all tomorrow.