here are my children
throwing frisbees in the park
(they’ve never done this)
quarantine, day nine:
presidential rampages,
orders to stay home
just look at my son:
showing pup what he can do
with our family
card and board games win
(break news cycle doom and gloom)
We WILL get through this.
trying to find peace
in simple, everyday walks
with green below snow
our lives lived in lines
hoping that this snow will pass
and leave us with spring
we survived day four
(survival: tears, backtalk, cards)
now it’s day by day
as the line suggests
we’ve all rushed imminent death
trying to buy food
a bluebird ski day
will forever be worth it
(Colorado love)
Tuesday win! I found this great recipe for one of my favorites, chicken marsala. That’s right, on a blah Tuesday night, I made chicken marsala!
Only instead of fettuccine, penne; instead of fresh thyme, dried thyme; instead of a purple shallot, a red onion; instead of heavy cream, evaporated milk; instead of chicken broth, vegetable broth; instead of mushrooms, artichoke hearts and cream of mushroom soup (40% less fat); and last but not least… instead of marsala wine, cooking wine mixed with Botabox Pinot Noir.
I know you’re jealous. It takes a really creative digger to be this good of a Tuesday night chef.
And instead of complaining, all the kids said they preferred this version instead of the original.
So instead of bitching, I’ll just enjoy these leftovers tomorrow.
powder has called out
waking us on Sunday morn
a soft, silent church
skiing is a dream
found in powdery wide slopes
in Colorado
what really matters
is that he enjoys hot springs
to fit in with us
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