It snowed on my jacket over lunch.I went to Starbucks, got the Globe and read many things. There was a Porter Pilot speaking about some Porter stuff to his mates. I read a few obituaries and had a slice of lemon poppy loaf. It was very windy and cold as I walked back to the office. Then the snow started coming sideways and very light. It landed on my jacket.
Today, even if I clean the whole house, my husband refuses to wash dishes
if I cook, as I “use too many”, because when he cooks he only uses one pot.
His “...