Yesterday, my amiable nephew Jason came over and helped me get the old Abe Lincoln running again. I made a dash to the post office to mail my third December book sale. Of course, as it was New Year's Eve, the P.O. was closed, so I just drove around until Abe's gas tank was almost empty, then filled it to the halfway mark, and came on home.
The peas are cooking; the (best in the world, leftover from Christmas) ham is thawed; and I think there's still some chow-chow in a jar. I'll make a little salad and a small skillet corn pone, and about 2:30 I'll have "lunch." After that, I'll probably have a glass of wine and take a nap. A not very exciting day; but I don't have any company to celebrate with.
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Sounds like a quiet restful day with good food. Doesn't get much better.
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