This Week's Menu 3/14-3/20

Sunday Tai is Moving into Her Own Apartment!
We'll bring this to eat w/ no cooking to do, except a little microwaving.
Slowcooker Meatballs in Peanut Curry Sauce, sticky rice, steamed broccoli

Monday
Ham 'n' Cola (crockpot), canned sweet potatoes, peas
(sort of like  Maple ham )

Tuesday  Everyone's Out Night
Frozen whatever

Wednesday  St Patrick's Day
Lamb Chops, steamed kale, roasted potatoes, Some silly green dessert.

Thursday Early Meal
Pasta with home-made sauce, broccoli or salad, garlic bread (in freezer)

Friday: Drive to Williamsburg

Saturday: Williamsburg: Dinner with inlaws. Bring something!

Sunday: Return from Williamsburg
Leftover Baked Ham

The Truth about Robins

And you thought spring was just around the corner. Those  robins are as deceptive as an "As Seen on TV" product! The following proves it:

"Robins: Harbingers of Spring?"

Signs of Spring. Kind of.

The snow is still everywhere , but has decidedly retreated. Whenever we pass a bit of turf, we yell, "Grass!" The walls of plowing that gave our driveway a tunnel effect have now flattened to almost nothing. You still can't find the entrances to parking lots easily, landmarks are obscured, and crossing a mounded median half-blinded still takes guts, but it's manageable.
The retreating snow, gray and dingy, now reveals the war wounds the landscape has received. Lawns bordering neighborhood streets are maimed by the gouges of snowplows. Whole sections of curb are reduced to chunks of gravel. Mailposts everywhere are bent like matchsticks. Mailboxes themselves are reattached with whatever is at hand: rope, duct tape, Christmas lights. One enterprising neighbor created a whole new delivery system with a plastic snaplid shoebox stuck to a broomstick. The ugly side of a snowfall is made known.
But for us, there was indeed a welcome result of the melt-off. While walking the dog past MeiWei's friend's house, a round, blue, bucket-like shape was rearing. Looking closer, I saw the Ultimate Sign of Spring: The Boot!!!
Yes, the boot that Meiwei stepped right out of at the height of some blizzard or other two weeks before had emerged, sodden and encrusted but still
more beautiful than a crocus. Surely spring must be on its way!

No Manliness, PLEASE

Father R is probably sitting in the 6-12" zone, but may be as far north as the 1-2 FEET zone. Not to mention hurricane-force winds, downed trees and closed highways. The challenge now is convincing him he does not have to prove his manhood by attempting to come home in this.
Please, Father R, wherever you are, enjoy the hotel hot tub and STAY PUT!!!!!

AccuWeather.com - Weather News Snow Map for the Northeast Blizzard or "Snowicane"

Snow-icane

So there's this monstrous storm building up in Texas and heading for the Northeast. It seems so strange that it's not going to be taking us down for a beating, but attacking someone else instead. I almost feel cheated on. Now I know winter has driven us crazy.
Nonetheless, we are being included because Father R is at a conference in NJ where they are predicted to get 6-12". Natch he drove the less-war-worthy sedan when he could've taken on Ma Nature in his 4-wheel drive pickup tank. It may not have looked very professional at the meetings, but he'd have had the last laugh.
Here's the map: