Well I’ve been sitting on the couch, as I do every day, all day anymore. Damn MS anyway. The guilts did inspire me to put stew meat in the crockpot. The only thing I found in the fridge to add was an onion that was getting to the slimy stage. Peeled off the top three layers cut it into quarters, put it in the pot. It’s been so long since I made stew I’m not sure if onion even belongs. If I wheelchair my way to the garage I might find a tater or two. For the life of me I don’t know why the spuds can’t be in the house. If only I had some carrots and celery. This might be the most boring stew ever. I went to the garage and found a bag of little russets to use. Things are looking up.
Looks like the hanging flower baskets could be taken down. They are looking bad. Just received a winter storm warning for tomorrow and Wednesday. Today may be the last semi decent day. Arg.
Back in the house; I should have grabbed a not very cold Corona in the garage. I could have put it in the freezer so it would be nice and cold at “it’s five o’clock somewhere”. Catch ya later.