Two items of news today.
My Linnea is in Chattanooga!
and,
I'm not doing grad school this year. Taking a break, saving up, probably going back next summer. I am breathing a sigh of mixed regret and relief. I still have one assignment left to do for this year, so I'd better make it a good one.
This report was brought to you by the letter G, the number 4, and a scene from my kitchen, one half-hour ago.
Tuggy and Miss Saturday are fixing taco-like entities filled with Fluffy-Puff Air Puffed Chicken Delights (hand-puffed in a factory in Neuconsin) that I found in my freezer that needed to be eaten up. As I take a swig of soy milk (also something in my fridge that I didn't put there, that needs to be eaten up), Miss Saturday lifts her taco to her mouth, and several pieces of tomato and some cheese and sour cream drop onto the floor. We look at each other nonemotionally.
AS: "Things Fell Out. That's what I will call that part of my life."
(I wish I had a DVD of Miss Saturday's life with chapter headings like that.)
Some of my best meals have come from things that needed to be eaten up. Fluffy-Puff Air Puffed Chicken Delight-filled taco-like entities sound delish.
Posted by: bob at 05.22.06 20:51