Monday 3 January 2011: Normalitea
Slipping back slowly to routine today.
Samantha and Heather went for a bit of retail therapy this afternoon, leaving me to take down some of the Christmas decorations (wasn't allowed to touch the tree though in case we brought some sort of Christmas curse on the Delph Wynd Daily household, but as we've spent nearly the whole of the last two weeks slurping, barfing, coughing and spluttering our way through our own mini pharmacy I'm not sure how much more cursed we could have been).
After last night's lazy assed take-away expedition backfired (fancied some fish and chips; no chip shops open so ended driving around for half an hour then sitting another half an hour in a 'fast' food place with 30,000 items on the menu and somehow still managed to pick the most tasteless chilli burger and chicken kebabs ever, whilst having to sit through half drunken conversations about how crap Rangers had played, how much an 'ex-cooncil hoose in the toon' costs, how crap the pubs were at Hogmanay and all the time picking up snippets of conversation form the baseball capped cooking staff behind the counter that had me wondering if any of them had ever cooked a burger before). And to top that, the same take-away posted half a trees worth of their menus through the door this morning. Straight in the recycling bin.
So tonight it's a proper oven baked chicken curry for tea, cooked from scratch by my well on the mend wife and our lovely daughter/trainee chef. It smells absolutely fantastic from here.