I wish I had something interesting to say or show today. I feel like I've been in a holding pattern this week with nothing moving forward in my life. Which I guess makes sense in a week following a sickness...just cleaning up the detritus of a lost week.
Today is grocery day, and general straightening-up day.
Tomorrow begins Maple Weekend here - one of the most awesome things about living in New York State. Everywhere you go there are bazillions of maple buckets hanging from the trees as syrup makers tap away. The next two days will be a flurry of pancake breakfasts at all the local sugar shacks. You pay for a breakfast of your choice (bacon and eggs, or whatever) and they bring you unlimited pancakes to go with it. So you gorge yourself and then buy a big ol' jug of fresh maple syrup to (hopefully) last a year until next maple season. We're going with my mom and dad tomorrow morning. The dog will be dropped off at the groomer on our way, so she can get her hair cut whilst we stuff ourselves.
Sunday is St. Joseph's Day, for the eye-talians out there (and whomever else celebrates it, though I know we Italians really do it up). We're heading to my parents' house for that one, where we will again eat ourselves silly. If you've never had a sfingi, (pronounced sfeen-jee), I am so sorry. Find yourself an Italian friend and see if you can't score one of these awesome little treats this Sunday!
And of course today is St. Patrick's Day, so you all have fun drinking your green beer and partying, ok? I obviously won't be participating in that sort of revelry. We will be inhaling Irish soda bread though, that's for sure.
In between all these meals there is sewing and knitting to be done. If I can come out of my food coma we'll see what I can do.