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Hubby is off this evening to meet up with his former colleagues, who will play their last concert before the short before-Christmas concerts break. A lot of them will be off to warmer realms, and I have to admit that I am a bit jealous- we could have done vacation in summer with daughter as Vaire´s caretaker, but the older my husband gets, the less adventurous he is. That´s not exactly what I had imagined when retiring! Nowadays he only contemplates, which sorts of bacon and sausages he will do in the future, and which parts of the garden would be the best ones for growing vegetables. No more talking about travelling the world, now we are family orientated with a touch of farming ambition. Definitely not my thing, my husband turns into the replica of our late neighbour, who started the same at the same age...
Hubby was off to a DiY market in the afternoon to look for a sink- I made the mistake of reminding him, that once upon a time he had intended to install a sink in ´his´ bacon room, so that he would not block the kitchen sink so often, as he did today. Means that now that he got one, I won´t see him tomorrow, up to the moment he will flood the room for the first time (there´s more to follow, I know him well) and I am to bring bucket and scrubber to clean up the mess.
I did the silliest thing today- I used up all eggs in our fridge, which were many. DiL brought ten perfectly boiled eggs for ramen. I never did perfectly noiled eggs all my life- either they are cooked to death or too runny. Today I did them in pairs, with the help of Alexa and a measuring tape, to see what size and cooking time will matter. I forgot to mention, that I took the eggs out of the fridge two hours before I started the test. Out of 14 eggs two were perfect- success, success! One was a real big one, cooked for seven minutes and thirty seconds. I had it in the pot together with a small one, which turned out hard-boiled- totally illogical. The other one was a small one cooked for eight minutes. I have learned my lesson- eggs apparently have a mind of their own, and if I ever need creamy ones, I will ask DiL to make them for me. And tomorrow we will have egg salad for dinner...