Salmon and Nutmeg

Not together but both good. How cute is our kitty?!?! I love him, and Percy is terribly handsome since his bath and groom.

While at the market this afternoon, I spied some lovely King salmon and meyer lemons amongst other goodies. Fast forward to dinner and it turned into slow-roasted salmon with candied lemon peel, cucumbers, crème fraîche, lime and cayenne. That plus sliced tomatoes, good bread a'toasted and some Bûcheron made for a very nice dinner.

Who can believe tomorrow is New Year's Eve? Wha??? Off to work on clearing my damn schnoz.

Bourbon

People, I am not going to lie. It is 5:53p and I have just enjoyed my first sip of a Bourbon hot toddy. After the automotive confinement this morning, I was bursting at the seams when we arrived home so I picked up Percy, trimmed all the lariope, went to the market, cleaned out the fridge, bathed Percy, brushed Nutmeg, took more Sudafed, told the kids I had not one ounce of energy left to entertain inane chatter and questions so they best play by themselves, and then I crashed. Now I'm just totally spent and sort of hiding in the kitchen while T manages the mayhem upstairs which, as far as I can tell remotely, involves two wild and naked boys as well as vague threats of time-running-out before... Thank god my parents arrive tomorrow. Thank god for good Bourbon.

Batshit in the car

I am fully insane right now and simply must get out of this car. The kids have not stopped talking or sounding for the whole nearly four hours, T's nose has been bleeding the whole time and, thus, has been plugged with Kleenex since we left, BS sib squabbles abound but not even one is rooted in anything real, my sciatica is acting up in these dreadful seats, and I'm hungry and ready to be in my home. Also I'd now like a nice break from my children. Takers? The only comforting activity is to think of Benedict flipping Cumberbatch.