Torn

March 5, 2011

My time here in Nashville with the kids is coming to a close; I go home tomorrow. While there’s much I’m anxious to see at home — including two other kids — I do hate to leave here. Reclining on the couch with a granddaughter cuddled in my lap is about as close to nirvana as I expect to find.

Fortunately, McCallan is a good baby. Eats well, sleeps well, doesn’t fuss much. Child B is settling into motherhood wonderfully, and it appears Son-In-Law is going to make an exemplary father. Not that I had much doubt of either.

So I guess I’ll cook my way through most of today, leaving them some things for the freezer and so on.

So far this week, I’ve done shrimp and grits for homecoming lunch, steaks, baked potatos and spinach salad for the homecoming dinner; red beans and rice last night, along with chicken and shrimp enchiladas to bake today or tomorrow. Today, I’m braising short ribs in tomato ragu, making some mac and cheese for the son-in-law, cooking carrot croquettes to go with the short ribs, and ricotta fritters with chocolate sauce for dessert. There’s also an excess bag of apples in the freezer, left over from when S-I-L was on his juice kick, and I think I’ll cook those up into an apple crisp to save throwing them away.

But mostly, I just want to sit and hold the granddaughter, and store up some time for what will seem like an age before I can see her again.

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