Sitting at my kitchen table, I began my lunch. I usually sit with a magazine or book, ever the multi-tasker. But, I had waited too late to eat lunch, ever the over-achiever. So I sat to eat with nothing to do but eat.
Thank you for your patience. I usually blog every week, but my head is scrambled in loops from all the bows I have been making. Also, I don’t want to write crap just to post something. I don’t mind writing manure, but a girl’s gotta draw a line. It is not, as it has been