SugarMaple of Sleet

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In between texting with the Sparrowhawk at intervals, I started doing the laundry today, and cleaned up the leftover dishes in the kitchen. I de-iced the car and took myself out to the grocery store to buy more soap for the dishwasher and the washing machine, kleenex, and milk. I needed more laundry soap because I've done three loads of sheets already, and I still have to do another set plus towels, not to mention my own laundry. I also bought what I like to call remaindered meat, because when it gets toward the end of its sell-by date, it becomes half price. I put it in the freezer for later, because I'm still working on the leftovers. I've had some interesting combinations. Last night, cabbage roll plus leftover noodles mingled with a little leftover chicken and some miso broth. Today's lunch: cheesy broccoli (which may have been just a tiny bit over the edge) and ham bits. Dinner, the last slice of pizza plus green beans with almonds, and a dab of something I thought was salad, but which turned out to have a piece of vegetarian sushi embedded in it. The weather is dark and damp, but not as bitterly chill as before, so I went out for a walk just before dark. I had a nice cup of tea while listening to Christmas music. It turns out that the old school Christmas season officially lasted until Candlemas on Feb. 2. So I'm liturgically impeccable in continuing to enjoy my music. Not that I actually care. Tron kindly texted to let us know that she got through her first day of exams with her colors still flying, and the Lumberjack saw a better doctor, who diagnosed a secondary infection and has started him on antibiotics. I hope this will result in a permanent turn for the better. I impulsively and somewhat recklessly spent some money and ordered six more hellebore plants to be delivered in the spring. It's an act of faith that it won't be winter always . . . .