...and think to yourself, "What a nice little snow fall. " I cannot tell you how inaccurate your thought would be, though. You see, this is NOT SNOW. It's sleet. Yup. What you have there is about 2 inches of stinging, pelt-you-in-the-head sleet. With a bit of freezing rain mixed in here & there. It sucks. We can't play in it & the roads have been so bad that we've been stuck in the house until it's all cleared.
So, what did we do with our "snow [ice] days (x 2)?" Today I'm catching up on some paperwork & household stuff. Yesterday, we turned this on:
- Pattern: My own. It's just your basic sock, but itty-bitty.
- Yarn: Yarntini; you might recognize this from a pair I did a while back. I had some left over.
- Needles: Size 1 circulars.
- Notes: I started these around the 9th, when I ran out of one of my colors for Sweet Pea's Blanket. These were a pretty fast knit (since they're so small) and I was really much too excited about putting them in the baby's dresser.
Now, I don't know if it was the snow or my nesting instinct going into overdrive, but I got all domestic yesterday. I did some spinning, I did some knitting... and I spent a good part of the day in the kitchen. I reorganized & cleaned out a few cabinets, and I made this: This is "Completely-From-Scratch Chicken & Rice Soup." When I say "from scratch," I mean it. I used my own homemade chicken stock and homegrown carrots. I put it all together just before lunch & let everything simmer together in the crock pot for about 5 hours. It made about 14 servings, so I was able to freeze a bunch for the weeks right after the baby is born. And since I started with whole chicken breasts (plus bones & skin) I also got about 10 more cups of homemade chicken stock (for the next time I make a chicken soup).
And since every homemade winter meal needs a homemade winter dessert, I also made this apple crisp:
We hope to finish the last of the mudding & sanding in the basement this weekend so that we can paint & lay the flooring next weekend. I will be so glad to be rid of the drywall dust. I'm really getting tired of having white, gritty hair, grit in my teeth, all over the dogs, the furniture... my tissue even turns white & gritty when I blow my nose!!!!! We are almost done with this, the worst part of the process. Yay!!!!
And on a closing note, I have to brag on my super-sweet husband. A few nights ago, I was seriously jonesin' for a McDonald's fish sandwich. It was 11:00 at night. Matt was already in his jammies. Despite all of this, he very happily submitted to the cliche that was my pregnancy craving, and go out into the cold dark night to bring me this: Isn't he awesome?