'Total Lockdown' for our county began last night. More like a stay at home order, with enough exceptions to make it almost worthless. On the other hand, enough people will likely listen to give it some value. Pretty much unenforceable though.
Silly Governor. No donut.
Anyway, coffee is made.
Yesterday saw the last hurrah for leftover mashed potatoes, and probably the best way yet to make them breakfast.
Our smashed potatoes, mixed with chopped onions, an egg, and a few tablespoons of flour. Stir well, make patties, fry in butter slowly for a long time. Can't go wrong!
Now, a long weekend begins. Cool, rainy, gray, mind wearing.
It will be cool enough I can keep the fire lit, and that's cheering. Last night I announced a family goal.... no pants all weekend. Only pajamas. The kids were like... duh, as if there was ever any other plan anyway.
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