Water Water Everywhere, and not a drop to drink.
Thursday, September 17, 2009 7:58 PM , 3 comments
Trebuchet. Such a great font. Such a neat piece of machinery.
Thursday is drawing to a close. My week has only been 3 days long. As much as I hate falling behind, having a short week is a lifesaver. No need for a mental health day! Not for a while for me.
This weekend seems chock full of exciting plans. Friday night is Fremont Ballroom for a few drinks, pool and dancing with some friends. Saturday is Denny's Pet World and a possible rendezvous with my Mom, and Sunday is senior citizen visitation and laundry! Exciting, right?
Right now I'm cooking dinner. Do you ever get that sinking feeling while you're cooking that you're currently making is disastrous? I have feeling now about my amalgamation of rice, cheese, italian peppers, escarole and peas in a brothy buttery mixture. Sounds weird, right? Well it may turn out just as strange on the palate. We will see! My vegan Italian "sausages" are looking quite delicious simmering away in a pan of onions and peppers.
Proper update coming soon. I leave you with a picture of my companion while sick. If this man could make me soup, he would be perfect. See his poor little bald kitty-boobs? He keeps picking all of the hair off of them. Is he trying to tell me something? Is it a desperate cry to be shaven?!
Thursday is drawing to a close. My week has only been 3 days long. As much as I hate falling behind, having a short week is a lifesaver. No need for a mental health day! Not for a while for me.
This weekend seems chock full of exciting plans. Friday night is Fremont Ballroom for a few drinks, pool and dancing with some friends. Saturday is Denny's Pet World and a possible rendezvous with my Mom, and Sunday is senior citizen visitation and laundry! Exciting, right?
Right now I'm cooking dinner. Do you ever get that sinking feeling while you're cooking that you're currently making is disastrous? I have feeling now about my amalgamation of rice, cheese, italian peppers, escarole and peas in a brothy buttery mixture. Sounds weird, right? Well it may turn out just as strange on the palate. We will see! My vegan Italian "sausages" are looking quite delicious simmering away in a pan of onions and peppers.
Proper update coming soon. I leave you with a picture of my companion while sick. If this man could make me soup, he would be perfect. See his poor little bald kitty-boobs? He keeps picking all of the hair off of them. Is he trying to tell me something? Is it a desperate cry to be shaven?!
There's a good looking man.
Let me know how dinner went. We had KFC.
Don't forget you're hanging with Caleb too this weekend!
Big Bear!