So a little story I just thought I would share...
Today I woke feeling like I had a bit of energy to tackle a couple of simple projects, one of which was to make the oyster stew that is usually a New Year's tradition for us. I had the ingredients and needed to get it made, so I did...no problem. At noon I thought I would try a little bowl...I never know what will taste okay. Filled a small bowl and as I was getting ready to heat it in the microwave, I was not paying attention and I hit the bowl with the microwave door as I was opening it. This was the result. I guess I should be grateful that the bowl did not shatter!
Since Gary was not home to rescue me, I cleaned up the whole mess myself...that's the most work I have done in weeks! And, I have to say that I am proud that it did not reduce me to tears!
(Well, there are some cleaning supplies that I still need to put away.)
