|Wish it was my quote...|
Love the arts. (Check is on the way, Ms. Artist!)
-Wern just gave a big-boy growl at the front door, because a dog was out there, being walked. This is the first time he's shown any 'warning' about dogs, or people, but probably that's because it's dark now and maybe he's beginning to know he's a separate being with Jobs To Do. I don't know; it was an admirable effort on his part and I was glad when a simple 'hey Wern, whatcha doin'?' took him off his wag-tail alarm,
-Today was about as beautiful as day as there will ever be. High autumn color, warm temps, golden sunshine, high wispy clouds that nobody could possibly walk on, no matter how ethereal their being. Pretty sure God designed this day just for himself, so he could maybe play a round of golf without the slightest chance of being rained on. Good going, God!
-I haven't really cooked since Sunday. This might be a record. 'Pretend' Thanksgiving was Sunday, leftovers casserole Monday, NOTHING last night. Not a pot was sullied, not an onion pierced 'round, not a dish warmed except by the microwave. It was kind of nice, but I'm ready to cook again. Two nights off is enough to fill my Energy Bars for another night in kitchen central.
-We are now about to stuff a puzzle ball for Wern, so he can cavort and I can sizzle up some dinner ideas while the crickets chirp outside and night descends even more deeply on this tiny nugget of Earth.
Let's talk soon,