Cheffed by my sister Lianne, tonight's supper, like many others that had come before it, measured up to my discriminating palate. A simple dish, her slightly marinaded lamb chops saw dinner table earlier and proved irresistibly appetizing. Although it wasn't smothered to perfection with anything special, its source of simple key ingredients such as salt and pepper kept its natural flavor and aroma sensible in our taste buds.

After a bountiful dinner that comprised mainly of rice and her signature lamb chops, we both agreed to a short jogging session around the neighborhood. We challenged ourselves to a brisk walk through our chosen course and ran through uphills in a faster pace. We decided to come back home after 2 laps due to Mother Nature's ice-cold wrath, however. Exercise prematurely ended, but it was nonetheless better than none at all. I'd say, a relatively good night.