Well, it does seem as if the Arctic Blast has hit us... sort of. When I woke up this morning our outside temp was 30 (F) and that's cold. Oddly enough, areas to our geographic south were much colder, so maybe the Susquehanna Valley is in a bit of a bubble of warmness. Tonight is not supposed to be as cold, with the low sitting around 31 (F). Yeah, I know, like 1 degree makes that much of a difference.
The cold temps also mean the beginning of oatmeal season. I usually cook up barley for breakfast, but once the chilly willy mornings begin I switch to oatmeal with peanut butter and honey. I almost always use honey as a sweetener. It's not that I don't like using refined and processed sugar, which I do think about, but because I like the flavor. The best honey I've had came from Greece. Seriously, that was so yummy.
My brother sent me a video on Facebook of Fred Rogers playing a screamin' guitar. I pointed out the name Soros at the top and let him know that it was AI generated. I really do dislike AI. In my mind, AI is for lazy people who are creatively barren. Self publishers are supposed to notify their readers if they use AI, but you know there's a lot of wannabe pseudo authors that don't. They have no idea with being a fraudulent human being.
I popped 6 pork loins into the freezer a bit ago. I'm going to be dehydrating them and nearly frozen pork makes for easier slicing.
And here are 2 more pics of my history. They are from Bill Clinton's first inauguration. Yes was there. I, along with a million other people got to hear Maya Angelou recite On the Pulse of a Morning. My words of advice to people: If you ever get the chance to participate in history, do so, those moments will stay with you forever.



