Nothing too special about today. Work, made dinner (grilled chicken cutlets with black olives and feta cheese, plated on the platter I painted with Christina a couple weeks ago), took Christina to dance, watched the Yankees and Knicks. I made a milkshake after dinner, but I put too much milk in it. Not that it tasted bad, just not very thick. And that’s about it.
Tag: chicken
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December 28
This guy showed up in our driveway when we were leaving to see the gingerbread house show downtown. Crossed the road to get here, too.
