Spreading cheer for all to hear

The second "snow day" this week seemed like the perfect opportunity to make a few phone calls to  family members who were waiting to hear from us.  Rhett stayed home (good thing since the NEC line was suspended late morning) and Oscar loafed around the couch as we made our happy calls.  There was much yelling and thanking God, some tears, and general excitement.  It feels so good to finally be able to tell people.  We haven't been on this journey alone and it's extremely validating to share the joy with those who have wished us well along the way.

Then it was time to make more onion soup.  Even the act of dialing and talking for over an hour wiped me out so I retired to bed for a bit while Rhett fixed up the broth with homemade beef stock.  We tried the first batch last night and it was too sweet for me.  I'm in a savory place, craving mostly comforting flavors.  Sad to say I haven't wanted chocolate or dessert or anything in over two weeks.  I would never turn down pesto, olives, or onions though. 

I descended the stairs to the fragrant wafting from the kitchen and look what was abloom:

It started to bud last Friday, the day of the HPT, but really opened up overnight.  Good timing, Amaryllis.