As I sit here typing, wafting all around me is the aroma of whole wheat bread baking. It smells SO GOOD, I want to take great big bites out of the air, although on second thought, that would probably just make me belch. And then Meelyn, who finds bodily noises unaccountably hilarious, would screech with laughter like a monkey and Aisling would loftily say to her "Were you born in a BARN?" and I just don't feel like getting into it.
Tonight for dinner, we are having the bread and beef-barley stew and I plan to close the curtains over the big dining room window and ask everyone to pretend it is a rainy, chilly night in mid-October.
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