My new apartment inches towards feeling like a fully armed and operational domus. When that chill descended upon us a few days ago, I made apple beer cheese soup. Of course I made a mess on the kitchen floor which received its first vacuuming just a couple days previously.
I used rye flour for thickening and Phase Three's Rye Lager because rye rulez. (Speaking of rye, I made another loaf of rye bread and used more of the precious and less wheat. It turned out well. My next goal is to find out how to make the bread lighter, to have a more spongy texture.)
I bought a TV since my DVDs were on their shelves impatiently waiting to be played. Many thanks to my friend who donated the stand.
Mind you, I haven't actually watched any yet. However, I did put on a CD after everything was hooked up. I hope my neighbors downstairs didn't mind a little Hound Dog Taylor played at a moderate volume. It sounded alright to me.
Perhaps I will resurrect the tradition from 20+ years ago of watching Zatoichi on Saturday mornings. Regardless, I need to start patronizing Four Star once again.
For her part, Piper is being Piper, cuddling on my lap as I relax on my new couch.
My bed frame arrived and I assembled it last night. Along with a night stand that I found at a thrift store the room is coming together. Slowly. At some point I shall bring the stand over to a friend's garage where I will lovingly sand it before applying a new shade of paint.
I was given a fleece blanket so I am washing my bedding before giving it a trial run. Piper will no doubt approve. Oh, I finally got my grandmother's pitcher and wash basin out and on display once more.
It snowed! Well, flurried. We didn't get much schnee but it made things look pretty for a while.
This Santa is a bit menacing, as if he was taking part in a holiday cage match. "Let me tell ya something brother! The North Pole madness is coming for ya!"
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