Do you have a good
luck piece of clothing? I’ve decided my pajamas are mine. (No, no picture.)
They’re cotton, long-sleeved, plain-Jane pajamas except that they have books
all over them. I remember how proud my brother was when he and my sister-in-law
found them. I don’t sleep in them because I get too hot—sleep in a T-shirt and
panties (TMI?) but take the pajamas off last thing and put them on first thing
in the morning. Jordan washes, dries and returns all in one day so they are my
only jammies.
Some days I never
get out of my pajamas until late afternoon. If I’m not going out and no one is
coming over, why bother? Those are the days, like today, that I get a
tremendous amount done. I’ve decided there’s a connection between the pajamas
and the amount of work I get done. I may get downright superstitious about
this.
Today, I deviled
eggs, made tuna salad, all in my jammies, and then got to my desk where I dealt
with emails, edited two chapters of a novel, and made copious notes and even an
opening page on a memoir I may or may not write. Plus read the novel I’m in the
midst of. It was a good day’s work.
Tonight, old
friends from TCU came for happy hour. I’ve known Dick for at least twenty-six
or seven years, lunched with him frequently, known his wife Kristi less well
but enjoy her thoroughly. It was a pleasure to have them on my patio tonight.
Jordan knows them but they had not met Christian. It was an instant match with
lots to talk about. I made an antipasto
platter—deviled eggs, cheese, salami, asparagus, carrots, and cherry tomatoes,
plus a tuna dip and hummus. It almost all disappeared.
We’re under a
storm watch tonight There are apparently severe storms to the north of us and
tornados possible in our area. The air feels heavy, but before the sun went
down the sky didn’t look particularly threatening. We were glad to sit on the
patio with a watchful eye on the sky. Now, Jordan has taken all the blooming
plants inside for protection. A good rain would be welcome; a pounding, blowing
storm, not so much.
Stay safe if you’re
in the storms’ path.
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