Kitchen Sink Soup

Caught a cold. When I'm not feeling 100% I crave soup. Rather than slurping a cup of Campbell's, today I decided to make my own. It started out innocently as a creamy butternut squash concoction. Then I remembered that I had some left over rice and oh, that chicken should really be cooked before it starts smelling funny and before long, I had practically emptied out the entire refrigerator and kitchen sink into the pot. It kind of tastes like the inside of the fridge...but my nose is so stuffed up who knows, maybe it's delicious and I just can't tell.

This weekend, I didn't start my knitting project, but I did embark on a new mini-paintings series (I paint them on 5 x 7 inch canvases). It's still a work in progress...