I had an appointment with the eye doctor today. Which meant leaving work early. Which meant I could actually cook my pot roast. It's seasoned, browned and in the oven.
I got a 24 in Flame as a wedding present from my mother's sisters. My aunts. Can you sense the distance? Emotionally. But I loved the gift.
Now, thanks to discount bargain hunting, I have a 24, 26 and 28. I'm still hunting for a frying pan. On sale. All Flame.
Back to the pot roast. Pot roast has been my choice for a birthday dinner for years and years. This year's birthday seemed too warm for a pot roast. But, when I went grocery shopping over the weekend I noticed, sitting all alone in the meat case, a very nice pot roast. I figured it was meant to be.