I’ve been staying with Mom while she’s been feeling under the weather — or whatever it is she’s been feeling under. She just lives next door, so it isn’t as if I’ve left the state or anything.

Charlie comes up to visit a couple of times a day. He or Daughter #1 send me food and Mom has some in the pantry and the freezer (she “eats” liquid nutrition), so there’s plenty to eat. And there’s lots of food at our house, so Charlie has plenty to eat.

Still, he sounded kind of pitiful this afternoon. He’s been making soup, and I think he’s tired of it, even though he makes EXCELLENT veg soup.

School was out today, so one of our grandsons was visiting and Charlie built a fire in the fireplace to keep him toasty-warm. In pursuit of my policy of not putting pictures of children on the internet, I’m showing him from the back, not his face.

So, after I made sure Mom had her 4:00 goodies, I walked next door to my house and made some supper for us.

I made a salad and some of those cauli-tots I shared a link to one Friday. They were good, but they could have used more salt. But not bad at all.

I pulled out the stuff for the salad, and Charlie was like, “You have all kinds of stuff hidden in there.” Heee! This is lettuce, yellow sweet peppers, celery, purple cabbage, and sugar-toasted pecans.

And you know what felt best and homiest? USING MY OWN KNIVES! My friend Jane gave me a set of chef’s knives (Emeril) and I keep ’em good and sharp. There’s nothing sweeter than the way they chop and slice exactly the way I want them to. I know that sounds creepy; I would have said that, too, before I got those good knives.

So THANK YOU AGAIN, Jane! 🙂

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character is away from home and misses something he or she would not have expected to miss, particularly.

MA