Last Saturday we took a trip into the city to look at a vehicle for my youngest, a very pretty ’97 Toyota RAV4. By the time she and our family friend/financial guru/fossil expert were finished giving it the twice-over, they’d reached a deal with the guy who presented himself as the owner, signed a purchase agreement, and left a deposit to hold it.

Oh, @slysionnach from @wriye … how you love to test my brain with these blog prompts! I have the dumb now, from thinking too hard. But that’s okay, I think I may have worked out what it is I do, and why. Or maybe how.
Or something.
Gah!

It’s quiet here today. Rhia has been at her dad’s since Tuesday, and Carrie is back at work now. Usually it is quiet even when they’re both home; Rhia sleeps late and Carrie either listens to music while she draws, or she’s gaming, or sometimes catches up on series we didn’t have on TV when we still had a provider. Bless Netflix.

In lieu of the monster family dinner this weekend to celebrate a holiday only our mother believes in but we’re as much as forced to go along with, my brother and I decided our immediate families would do the food.
He and his fiance are bringing fresh veg and potato salad, the girls and I are bringing honey-mustard ham, homemade pull-apart dinner rolls and baked beans from the recipe below.

I really can’t think of anything nice or encouraging or even… well, human… today. We’ve still got snow, we’re still well below zero. Spring sprung, one day. Summer happened, one day. Then fall, and now we’re back into winter.
Instead, I’m giving you another work in progress, although this one is closer to finished than the last. I hope you enjoy, and if you’d like to leave a critique, it’d be welcome!