Irked, home, time to do chores.
It was a Feliz Navidad-free holiday season until today. OCD co-worker promised me some Eminem albums to help me recover. (Smapti’s Billboard polls made me realize how much I like Eminem, along with several other musicians I never thought I’d like.)
I am now informed OYKW should be here in the next twenty minutes or so. YAY! Thus, I went ahead and heated the oven and death chikin is now bakin’ away. No peach cobbler shall be cooked however. He tells me he has two plates of red velvet cake and German chawklit cake with him. Cakeage must be eaten! 
spidey, I wish I could have exchanged the tp holder for the takeout. Although I went ahead and installed it, a more poorly engineered POS there never was made to place your bath tissue on the wall. I’ll likely be looking for a different model next week.
swampy, I bought my turnip greens and a sack of black eyed peas for NY when I was at the Asian market today. I’ll likely fix them with pork chops, corn sticks and fried apples.
Got the laundry done today. I also fixed the veggie frittata for tomorrow morning’s breakfast potluck so’s all I have to do is warm it up in the morning. Now, I’m getting ready to begin something new in the studio, I just don’t know what yet.
Laundry is done and put away. The sun is setting and clouds are gradually moving in. Rain is forecast to start tomorrow morning and extend thru Tuesday.
No biggie - I’m making a bunch of squares for lap robes - 16 squares per unit, so we’ll see how many I can churn out.
Last of the bean soup for supper, and I may bake up some cornbread to go with. And so it goes…
No pizza yet and still haven’t bathed the dog.
Sah-son said he wasn’t feeling well and went to bed.
I’m making some chicken, don’t know if it;s chicken cordon bleu or chicken with broccoli and cheese. Or maybe one of each.
Doesn’t matter I’ll eat one now and heat up the other one for tomorrow.
I don’t know what veggie I’ll have.
Chicken cordon bleu has my vote, with steamed broccoli on the side. 
This was a frozen breast and it was stuffed with broccoli and cheese.
It probably said which on the wrapper somewhere.
I made a steamer bag for a side, rice with broccoli, carrots and onions.
Your choice sounds better.
Where’s vacuuming on the list? If you asked nicely, I betcha one of the other members of the household might help out; yanow, like this 
I feel so damn agitated, and for the stupidest reasons. Too long to explain here, and too much of it could be held against me. Complicated story.
Supper was good. It’s dark out. I think I’ll recline and make more squares. MWAH!
OYKW was properly welcomed home. 
Dindin has been ingested. OYKW is soakin’ in the tub and says he wants to go to bed soon cause he’s tahrd, poor thing. I reckon I can let him sleep tonight.
Thus I shall veg in front of the 'puter for a while.
ETA: First on Six! Neener! Neener! Neener! Spidey. 
You take your Neeners back…or I won’t share the link to the juvenilality that you want more than anything else you’ve ever wanted in your life! :eek: :mad:
I want to drink until it doesn’t hurt anymore.
Can’t do that, though. Oh well.
I’ll try to pull myself together and practice the clarinet, but no promises.
Chores are done. I managed to forget my grocery list in every single store I went to, yet I got everything on the list except one thing that I really didn’t need anyway. 
Now I shall work on one of the 50 million hats people want me to make for them.
I think it’s nearly time to take out the alto clarinet.
Midget yay for practicin’ the alto clarinet! Rock da 'hood!
I want a Vortex Manipulator!
Neener, neener, neener Spiderman!
Does whatever a neener can!
Don’t drink Midget
I guess I’m lucky or unlucky depending on how you look at it but I could never drink to feel better. Whatever mood I’m in, drinking exaggerates it so it will make a bad mood worse and a sad mood sadder.
However, chocolate always makes me feel better,
Thanks.
Just finished practicing the alto clarinet.