…often go awry.
I took liberty with Robert Burn’s poem, “To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough.” I couldn’t resist.
I was going to make risotto this evening but my plans were turned around by a majority of men living in this house. They wanted left-over bolognese/ragu sauce and spaghetti. I will definitely make risotto this weekend. I have some prosciutto I want to use as an ingredient for the risotto.
Brian’s trip to Savannah went well. The rain held off until they got home. I was happy about that.
Carrie and Nicky came over for a little while today. Nicky is doing well at daycare. But, according to Carrie, when he gets home from day care he is a little more than rambunctious. Better her than me, I say. 😉