Drive-by update

[mrs_sweetpeach]

I am fighting off a cold, one which so far has taken over only the left side of my head. My left nostril is keeping me busy reaching for yet another new tissue while the one on the right side feels perfectly clear and normal. How does that happen?

Friday night after work we went home after a wee bit of shopping and tried to get to bed at a reasonable hour.

Saturday was SEMGS and we had such a good time we were among the last to leave. When I climbed into the car I thought it was only around ten or eleven, and I was so surprised by the time showing on the dashboard clock that I had to ask Jebra if it was malfunctioning. It wasn't; it really was after 1:00 in the morning and it was after 2:00 by the time we got home. I still had to take my night-time medicines and take a quick spin through email, so it was somewhere between 3:00 and 4:00 before I got to bed.

I'd hoped to check out flintHANDMADE on Sunday, but I knew that wasn't going to happen, especially when we were expected at an early St. Patrick's Day celebration later in the day. We'll have to try again next month.

Much tea was consumed while waiting for dinner to come out of the oven (corned beef, greens, boiled cabbage, turnips, and potatoes). Jebra made soda bread before we went over and that was really good too.

I brought my needle crafts with me, both to SEMGS and to Sunday dinner. On Saturday I finished yet another Jayne Hat, and crocheted a cute hat from the pattern Jean gave me. She also provided yarn, but I didn't want to risk messing up her good yarn until I was sure I could follow the instructions. My sample hat passed muster, so on Sunday I crocheted two more, one in red and another in blue using Jean's nice Borroco alpaca.

Comments

[siberian-skys.livejournal.com]

Help a girl out, please. I love turnips, but have no idea how to cook them. I fail at cooking. *hangs head in shame*

[wadjet-theperv.livejournal.com]

I hope the cold improves soon hon xx

just dropping in to say

[odogoddess.livejournal.com]

a bit early, but with the storm moving in here I've no idea if we'll have power tomorrow, so:



Hope you have a great day, and can breathe from both nostrils. *hugs*

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

I'll have to call Jean and ask. I don't cook and have no idea, not even to the extent of knowing if the ones we had were baked or boiled.

Re: just dropping in to say

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

Thank you!!!

[siberian-skys.livejournal.com]

I'm glad I'm not the only one who is culinarily challenged. :-) I was asking my mom about them the other day and she couldn't remember what she did when she used to make them for my dad.

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

Thanks! To be sure I feel better than I did two days ago. I'm drinking pot after pot of tea and trying a new OTC medicine -- guaifenesin (the main ingredient in mucinex) and so far this treatment is working like a charm.

[mbumby.livejournal.com]

So sorry to have missed your birthday -- I had been thinking of it earlier in the week.

Hanging out and chatting at SEMGS really was a lot of fun. I'll like it better there when the snow/ice is less, though, as far as the "getting home" part goes.

[backrubbear.livejournal.com]

We're glad you made the trip out and had such a good time.

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

Me too. I love you guys. And Noodle, even if she seems exceptionally unimpressed with me.

[mrs-sweetpeach.livejournal.com]

See, I didn't forget!

Here's what Jean had to say about cooking turnips like she did for our St. Patrick's Day dinner:

The vegetables all get cooked in the broth that the corned beef cooked in all day. If your friend wants to just cook them without all the hoohaa, it's pretty easy. I just chunk up some root vegetable (or just turnips if you like) and roast them with some sliced onion, garlic and olive oil for one hour at 375F.

[siberian-skys.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much. I can't wait to try them. I haven't had turnips in a couple of decades, since I left home. And mom doesn't cook them for my dad anymore and can't remember what she did.