School of recovery

I was back at school today. Getting out of the driveway
between the high, high, high snowbanks was problematic.
Sam came out in his favorite white, slip-on, fake leather
sneakers and bare feet to dig me out of a deep bank when I
got stuck. Back home now after a very long, but fulfilling day,
I'm going to put the painting aside for the night, to give
my family some attention and mark some papers. This is me trying to snuggle Fiona and Steven at the same time. The photo is so bizarre that it's almost art. With all that snow you might get
tempted to drown yourself in fries. If you need another cooking blog to keep the munchies in the realm of the virtual(other than the fabulous one listed at the bottom of my blog) try this one: http://smittenkitchen.com/

Have an affectionate day.