We've had the strangest weather all weekend. Fog so thick that in some spots, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Like pea soup. All day Saturday, all day Sunday, and still hanging around this morning. I'm here to tell ya it's getting old...we are so ready for the sun to break through. I feel like I'm in England.
Actually, no I don't.
Even three straight days of gray skies and thick fog cannot trick me into thinking that.
Hubs and I had a nice weekend, very low key.
Low key is blog speak for not a lot to blog about.
We ate out a lot, twice on Saturday in fact. It seemed like the thing to do given the fog. When it comes to eating out, any old reason works for me. We also did fun things like drop off dry cleaning and a big grocery shop and hubs chopped the ice off the end of the driveway. He also took the Christmas wreaths off the pillars because the snow finally melted enough that you could actually see them, and I sorted through the paperwork mountain accumulating on the desk. We watched some football, and we're in agreement this was not our season. I think I said that last year, but this year was really not our year.
In other exciting weekend news, we're catching up on Downton Abbey. Are you watching, because it seems like the whole of America is hooked. Confession-we hadn't seen even the first episode prior to Christmas. I know this sounds ridiculous, but sometimes watching British programming makes us feel a little blue. The girls bought us the first two seasons for Christmas so we caved, and are now midway through Season 2. I've been recording Season 3 so we'll be all caught up soon...I guess I don't need to add that we love it.
I made Cream of Parsnip soup last night because soup and fog and Sunday afternoon football go together. I know some of you are turning up your noses, but trust me, it's delicious. Plus, I got a new immersion blender for Christmas so blending stuff is fun.
I'm starting a new volunteer opportunity this morning that I'm excited about, and then the rest of the week will be spent with Daughter1. You'll find us painting the town red down in DC.
Okay, in reality we'll be shopping and gabbing and lunching, but painting the town red sounds more interesting, don't you think? I could insert a really bad pun here about it being inauguration weekend and how we'll be a bright spot of red amidst all that blue...but I won't. Daughter1 works in close proximity to the White House, and I'll be meeting her for lunch most days, but I'm pretty sure we'll steer clear of the craziness as much as possible.
And if that's not possible then next Monday's post will be a lot less bland.
Less pea soup.
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