Dear Mother Nature, please make up your mind. I leave the house at 8 a.m. and it is 62 degrees, then two hours later it is 35 and the wind has blown the remaining leaves off the trees, and there I am in a sweater that the wind blows through! Enough. I know how the weather is in Texas, but doggone it, I still wish it would get cold and stay cold. I have gotten the boots out, and scarves and gloves and I want to wear them more than one day a week for 3 hours. The past few weeks that is what we have had, several days in the high 60s then a huge cold front and its almost freezing. First part of the week, it was soup making time. All the Thanksgiving leftovers were gone and we had no food in the house. Hubby had a cold he picked up somewhere before Thanksgiving, and I was just tired (as usual it seems), so neither of us felt like going to the grocery. So we scraped together what we had, he chopped and I sautéed and made a big pot of split pea soup. Oh, it was so tasty and that's pretty much all we had for dinner. I had forgotten we had some ham so it is just plain, no meat. We were so hungry I even forgot to put out bread, but sprinkled croutons on top. Nothing like a big pot of soup on a cold night, plus the comfort of knowing there will be enough for a few more meals. I have this quirk, of really wanting a beer when I have split pea soup. But we had none so I settled for a small glass of wine. It was a passable substitute and the soup was just as yummy. Hubby drinks milk with everything, just as good a combo.
It's back up to almost 70 today and supposed to stay through the week end and into next week. I'm seeing Christmas lights already on some of the neighbors houses, but it's a little too soon for me. I like to leave my tree up till New Years, so I can wait another week to put it up.
