Monday, Monday...

After a frustrating day at work, I gratefully headed home at 5:00 PM. I just got in the door when my daughter Melissa called.

We talked for a while, comparing Easter stories. When I described the brunch Jake and Carla (and I) made, she laughed and said, "I can't wait until those two have kids and their idea of a great meal is Chicken McNuggets!"

While we were talking, I noticed it had started raining.

We hung up around 6:00 PM and I got to work, going through the fridge and tossing stuff. At one point, while I was rinsing out some containers, I looked out the kitchen window and saw that, what I thought was rain, was really little ice pellets, bouncing off the roof and the patio furniture. Will old man Winter ever give up?

Then I got out my skillet and saut�ed some sliced onions (half of a Vidalia that was in the fridge) in olive oil and butter. When they were just about done, I added the rest of that roast beef hash I made. While that was warming up, I made a simple salad.

I plated my food and went off to watch a Sherlock Holmes movie that had taped over the weekend. When it was done, I went to bed.