Very quiet here today. Escarole and Bean soup bubbling on the stove. Chicken already roasting in the oven, since I plan to remove the meat and use the carcass to make stock. Root vegetables waiting in a pile on the counter next to the Spiralizer.

Happy for an unallocated day. It’s been a busy week. Other than the challenges associated with remembering not to bend from the waist, Frank’s recovery from cataract surgery has been uneventful. Funny how often one bends in the course of a day. Simple things like feeding the dog or loading a dishwasher, to name only two. The list could obviously go on and on. Add it to the myriad of things we take for granted until we’re forced to think about them.

The early morning snow has turned to an icy rain. Daisy is sprawled out on the couch, snoring. Rainy days seem to lull her into lethargy. Works for me. The last thing I want to do right now is head out for a neighborhood dog walk. Fortunately, she seems to be sharing my aversion to a cold, wet activity.

Have to love a dog who hates to go out in inclement weather. She’ll grudgingly go out to her side yard for necessary business, but then she looks up at the sky with a “You’ve got to be kidding me!” look and scampers back into the protection of the garage. It gets even better. She then heads for the little pile of towels that we keep for the purpose and waits to be dried off. Not too spoiled!

We’re all happy to be home today, and that’s okay. Even better than okay. Really nice.