Have I sung the praises of Tamiflu yet today? I won't bore you with a repeat, but really, if you ever get the flu. . .
This is short because I'm still feeling pretty weak, but, in the words of Mac Powell, there's a light at the end of that tunnel.
Last night I made a pot of creamy broccoli soup that I found on Jeana's blog (not the actual soup but the recipe) and it was delicious (the soup, not the blog). I can't figure out how to link straight to that post, but it was the Jan. 30 one. It's so easy and you can do it in the crockpot and have dinner or lunch waiting. I also got a recipe from my mom and sort of combined the best of both. If I had thought to take a picture of it you would have been terribly impressed, but my thought processes are just a tad fuzzy still. Forgive me.
Today we have a few errands to run, Elijah has PE at the Y and says he wants to go, Abbie has class, and someone around here has to make dinner. I'd better get busy.
Be thankful ~