It was really rather cold yesterday - a southerly swept up the country dumping the first snow for the season on the high points of the South Island. It meant for a cold day when you stepped outside here in Wellington.
I met Mike after work because I had a late meeting down his end of town. We caught the bus home together. I cooked tea when we got home. It was pretty good.
Dinner last night - chicken tarragon with Bulgar wheat |
My ride in this morning was cold too. My fingers were well on their way to being numb. I never like the total numb feeling that makes it hard to brake effectively.
I need to tidy the house tonight. It looks like there has been carnage. I went into Toby's room this morning and it is hard to walk on carpet. I wonder how he finds clean clothes through all the debris. He must have a system that is just as hidden from me as the carpet in his room!
Have a wonderful day.
Love,
Angela
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