Did something I
never do today—cancelled a lunch date I was really looking forward to. I
anticipated good conversation with an old friend and good food, even had two
places to suggest, both of which made my mouth water. One was fried chicken,
the other chicken salad on a croissant. But my stomach hurt, which of course
made me jump to the worst conclusion—some terrible G.I. problem. I was somewhat
comforted when Jordan came out to the cottage and said her stomach was sore
too. Tonight she tells me it’s just coincidence, but she doesn’t think I
poisoned us with last night’s meatloaf with Stroganoff sauce. So guess what I’m
having for supper. Yeah, leftovers.
Funny how not
feeling a hundred percent can take over your day. I didn’t do much except dog
paddle to stay current all day. Did get an encouraging response from the editor
to whom I submitted a proposal—she had a couple of questions; said she liked
the approach and will get it to the editorial board this month. I know that’s
how things are done in a properly run press, and I am grateful—and encouraged.
On my to-do list this week is to continue reading on the subject of that
proposal. Plus create a Pinterest board for Gourmet on a Hot Plate and review
my web page.
Jacob has his
first fly fishing rod, thanks to his Aunt Dylan, and he is thrilled. Now I’m
treated to the sight of him casting in the backyard almost every day. Tonight he
came in and appeared to be casting in my living room.
Lovely sunny day
today, but we are in for storms, probably not tomorrow but for sure Wednesday.
Spring in Texas.
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