1) Baking - in this case, baking bacon cheddar biscuits from a mix. Om nom nom.
2) Looking back on the day . . . what on earth did I do? Not as much writing as I'd hoped, but more housekeeping.
3) About 4 PM I headed out to do my share of the shoveling. It took me a bit over half an hour to do our entire length of the sidewalk and the front steps. I hope I put more of my legs into it than last week; I'm eager not to repeat the awful shoulder pains I put myself through last week.
4) And to start that prevention, as soon as I came in from shoveling I eased myself into a hot whirlpool tub with a glass of red wine and Kathleen Tessaro's Elegance to skim a few pages.
4a) What would Macbeth have been like if the cauldron of the Weird Sisters was really a hot tub and the Sisters Themselves were just Californians from the art community trying to sell Renoir etchings?
5) Yesterday I picked up a brisket at the food co-op, because a snow day at home is perfect for a New England boiled dinner. Too bad my horseradish expired last April, but it was still very good.
6) While the brisket was boiling I washed dishes and watched Kinsey on the DVD I got at the thrift store a few weeks ago when I was shopping for goblets. I hadn't yet seen the film. In some ways I found it quite sad. The cast just astonished me: Liam Neeson, Laura Linney, Peter Sarsgaard (oomph!), Chris O'Donnell, John Lithgow, Timothy Hutton (unrecognizable!), Tim Curry (!), John Epperson (the man who is Lypsinka!), and the guy who played the associate producer in Postcards from the Edge.
6a) I recalled when the film was released that a great deal of attention was paid to the Unnamed Female Film Legend who was interviewed by Kinsey at the end of the film. I didn't recognize her, and was floored when her name came at the end of the credits.
6b) I got a sense from the film of the candid honesty Kinsey's subjects gave him for his work, and how still today, sex is such an uncomfortable topic for so many.
7) I love to be in my home, and just before dinner, with the lamps burning softly in the parlor and the dining room . . . #gratitude.