I've been doing much more cooking from scratch, instead of frozen or canned, and I've been using more onions. I'm not sure if using my food processing to chop them makes the tears more, but I've been crying quite a few onion tears of late. Tonight I'm making a chicken penne dish, and I hope it turns out well. I've come to the conclusion that the kids simply don't enjoy my cooking much no matter how much I do.
The kids enjoyed Christmas, and got presents they enjoyed. I surprised Evan with an MP3 player and pj bottoms. I got several books, including 2 belonging to series I read voraciously and season two of Bones, which I rather enjoy. I made baked sweet potatoes and yams topped with raspberries, poached pears, a green bean casserole, and home-made dip to go with a veggie tray. All turned out well, and I am never going back to canned sweet potatoes. Fresh are so much better. I listened to the stories of one of my friends' father, which I enjoyed.
My car isn't starting, so now I have to get it fixed, darn it. It's probably the fuel pump, not that I know much about cars.
Here's looking forward to a new year.
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