This has been a very quiet day. Subdued. My gut gave me a very painful afternoon, so I was not very active. I did manage to do a few things and plan to start reading another book from the library since I finished the third Ruth Galloway murder mystery yesterday. Not much to note but here are the highlights.
1. Made tortilla wraps with black beans, sour cream, salsa, a few pieces of shredded chicken, and some Tex-Mex shredded cheese.
2. Went through a stack of newspapers, saving a few articles and recipes; the rest I sorted into either recyclable (the glossy ones) or firestarters/birdcage liners.
3. Practiced French via a few review lessons on Duolingo, maintaining a 51-day streak.
4. Made us each two personal-sized pizzas for dinner.
5. Watched the premier episode of Colombo, titled Prescription: Murder, with Toad; he had requested Colombo and chuckled each time the detective did his famous "just one more question" bit.
6. Watched my grandsons open another gift from me, as well as a small one each from their parents, as part of their twelve days of Christmas tradition started this year. My gift tonight was the group of six colorful shirts each with a Canada motif. The boys were thrilled with them. They love clothes. The small gifts from their parents were 6-packs...of socks. They loved those, too.
I'm reading: The Soul of Discretion, by Susan Hill, her eighth Simon Serrailler crime novel; I'm reading them chronologically.
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