...Just cooking like crazy. Yesterday I was doing housework and cooking and today turned into what was feeling like a marathon of cooking that actually began yesterday with twelve hours of soaking white beans for white chili. It's one of Britt's (Youngest) favorite meals and one I enjoy fixing for her on the nights she comes home for dinner.
She, in turn, brought out a movie I had not yet seen...The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel. It was wonderful and we both spent much of the evening laughing and crying and loving the scenery in which the film was made.
We essentially turned the evening into a celebration of sorts for Eldest's thirty-ninth birthday. Eldest is in England but we celebrated without her anyway. This morning began the twelve days of fun for her when she calls her brother daily to remind him that they are the same age.
Now, with the house quiet and Youngest en route to a friend's house for a couple of nights of house-sitting, the yawning has begun and I can barely keep my eyes open. Sounds like short night tonight.