And I only had a tiny scrap over. I've decided to save the scraps and eventually they will end up in an extremely ugly blanket. I'm not saving the tiny ends, but a few yards, or metres, left over.
My stomach is still happy settling for toast. We had marinaded chicken last night and I think that I should have cooked it a little longer. It was far from raw, but it just didn't settle in me. It tasted amazing, and I hope that I can recreate the recipe. It had honey, soy sauce, olive oil, lemon, garlic powder, oregano, pepper, and worcestershire sauce. It was supposed to be honey and mustard, but the mustard looked off and so I looked for another recipe, which was delicious but I found it by searching on my phone and I immediately lost it. I'll have to look again. It was a nice change from our usual dinners.
I've made the most of sitting carefully, and I hope to keep going with the knitting. It would be great to reduce the stash and help seafarers at the same time.
I feel like the weekend has been incredibly busy, but I can't remember doing much. As my stomach was tender, I haven't gone anywhere. It's calming down, now, so perhaps I can get out tomorrow.
Writing stuff - my paperback copy of Cats in the Bible arrived!
And the latest instalment from the Guest is on my writing blog here.
One of the things that filled up my weekend was formatting. I'm republishing The White Hart and, after a long think about it, I'm going to have to take down all of the posts on my blog and Royal Road. If you want to have a read before they get removed this Friday, the story on the Royal Road is here and that is the first three big stories. The big story on the blog has two halves, the first one is here and the second one is here. There are also collected short stories here.
When they go, along with all the stories with Kane which will disappear on the 13th March, my writing blog is going to look very thin indeed.
Hugs and good health to all.
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