Winter came sliding in on Monday. There wasn't much snow here. Just enough on top of freezing rain to make the roads treacherous. The local news reported nearly 150 vehicle crashes and several injuries. After a harrowing drive home from work Monday evening, Son braved the elements and started out early Tuesday morning. After his car slid through the first two intersections he came to, he turned around and came home, called his workplace and took a vacation day. There is a mentality of bravado here in Minnesota when it comes to driving on icy roads. Many risk life and limb just to be able to brag that they didn't let a little ice or snow slow them down. Those of us with functioning brain cells realize that if our cars are wrecked or if we are wrecked, we won't be going to work for a while. No work, no paying the rent. Better to miss one day than a lot of days. It is called common sense.
Yesterday was a strange day. I spent the better part of it snuggled under my warm, fuzzy blanket. I just couldn't seem to stay warm. The only thing that tempted my appetite was a bowl of the turkey soup I had made. And fruit juice. Son came over to use my WiFi and I slept in my recliner through most of his time here. I knew things weren't right when the coffee he brought with him didn't appeal to me. My poor landlord came by early in the evening to do something or other in my apartment. I'm not sure just what that was, for he took one look at me and said he would be back in a couple of days. Guess I looked pretty rough. Thankfully this morning I woke up feeling fine.
So now that I have had several cups of coffee, it is time to catch up on the household chores I let slide yesterday. I have two large stock pots of turkey broth in the fridge to can up as well as the rest of the turkey soup. The soup turned out really good, but I find that I am pretty much turkeyed out. I have given up on trying to make small batches of soup. Just can't do it. I still have leftovers even when I palm some off on Son. I still have a large pot of the soup left, so I will can that up as well. I think it will taste pretty good to me in a month or so. In the meantime, supper of scalloped potatoes with ham sounds good. What a difference one day can make!