Last Thursday Lara and I went to Denver Airport to pick up Debra (my sister) from the UK. She is expecting a baby in May and so there was much excitement about this visit. Last year when she was here I didn’t have a job and so saw more of her, of course I am not complaining about being in work, but it has been really difficult dragging myself off each day. Yesterday Mr W agreed to take the children for a while after I got off work and so Lara, Debra and I went to lunch to celebrate her birthday.
We’ve had a lazy day today, all lounging in our pajamas until 10. Boy 2 has been in a foul mood. I’m not sure why – perhaps he is annoyed that he isn’t getting as much of my attention as usual. He was up at 3.40 am and has spent most of today fussing and whining. I’ve arranged to have a break from him tomorrow. He’s off school, and I do not want to spend the entire day putting his clothes back on and trying to soothe him, so he’s off with Angels of CO for 5 hours, I am going to heave such an enormous sigh of relief.
Cooking always seems like a good idea when I am at home with Boy 2, so today (while Debra did her cross stitch and we all chatted) I made a Christmas cake with the leftover jarred mincemeat. It is very good – would actually be even nicer with the cream cheese frosting that I put on the banana cake. I then made a carrot and ginger soup, the recipe for which was in one of the women’s magazines Debra had brought over with her. It contained carrots, a small piece of ginger, an onion, garlic, curry powder and coconut milk. I had hoped it would be good of course – but it was absolutely sublime and looked gorgeous with some coriander on top, and such a great, unusual taste – the carrots were so sweet, the ginger and garlic added the perfect touch. I may never eat canned soup again. Then I put together fish cakes – had to adapt the recipe as I didn’t have salmon or a sweet potato, just used a few regular potatoes and mashed in curry powder, seasoning, tuna fish and bread crumbs. I haven’t eaten any of these yet, they are chilling in the fridge.
I am tired. So much going on. Boy 2’s behavioural therapist, Michelle K. and Laurie are trying to help me get him out of the Aurora Public School System. Boy 1 has failed math and Chinese and is signed up for after school classes. Cat is feeling off colour again. I am going to have a huge glass of wine tonight.