I was all geared up tonight for the rain that never came. Even at this late hour the TV is telling tales of threatening storms. Liars. All is clear here. The occasional cloud is but a tease.
There is good TV on tonight. However, post Benedryl I will have to rely on TIVO reruns to watch it. My new favorite show is "Tell Me You Love Me" on HBO. They are pushing the envelope, much to my delight. I'm looking forward to the fall season of
TV. Just looking forward is a big step for me.
My accelerated work schedule is not going to allow much blog time. Or anything else for that matter. I finally dragged myself to a grocery store today for the first time in a week. I was motivated by lack. My imagination for the wonderful things that I will cook was sparked. I have a whole menu in my head and now the ingredients to accomplish it are in my refrigerator. I fear they will go by the way of the ricotta cheese, unused and passing expiration date. However, just in case, I am ready.
I'm engulfed in the dark, with cigar... exhaustion leading the way. Paws is in the sandbox, where he spends most nights. His private beach retreat. Emma's flotation device with it's exaggerated eyes are floating merrily around the pool spurred on by a slight wind and the pool pump. Every now and then it looks directly at me. My backyard mascot
Let us add one more night to our lives
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