I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating–I LOVE this time of year. The sun is still shining brightly most days, but it’s cooler, and getting crisp of a morning.
I’m inundated with garden vegetables–the tomatoes are ripening and I’ve cornered the market on squash. I made a wonderful dinner last night–spaghetti squash, an adaption of an old Weight Watchers recipe Debbie Macomber and I both loved. I speared a small squash with a meat fork, to vent, and baked it for an hour at 375 degrees. While it was cooling off, I chopped onions and cooked them in olive oil until they were transparent, then added a pound of extra-lean hamburger, cooked that through, drained off the grease, etc. Next, I added some spaghetti sauce from a jar, along with garlic (which I use generously in almost everything I cook). That done, I cut the cooked squash in half and de-seeded it–all extras go into the compost bucket–scraped the squash into the hamburger mixture with a fork, stirred, and let the whole thing simmer. After about 15 minutes or so (I am a very imprecise cook when it comes to recipes I’m familiar with), I scooped the stuff back into the squash shells, patted it down, and added shredded mozzarella. Back in the oven it went, to bake (roast?) at 375 for about 30 minutes. The meal was delicious, dare I say so myself, but next time I’ll wait until the last 10 minutes or so to add the cheese. It might have overbrowned just a little on this go-round, but it was still delicious.
I had a dental visit yesterday, as mentioned–if there’s one thing an ADD person just about can’t stand, it’s sitting in a dentist’s (or hairdresser’s) chair for long periods of time, unable to read or do crafts. (My hands NEED to be busy.) Still, teeth must be cleaned, like it or not. So I endured, and it really wasn’t bad, and now I don’t have to worry about it until January! YES!
I didn’t get much sleep last night–I was listening to Jason Mott’s new book, “The Returned”, on my iPod. (I’ve got to quit listening to books when I’m supposed to be asleep.) This book, coincidentally published by Harlequin, my own fantastic publisher, is truly original, well-written, and compelling. If you’re in the market for a suspense with a supernatural twist, try this one. It certainly got me thinking, especially about the ramifications of things that might, at first, seem like the best thing that could happen.
Maybe I should start a book club, like Oprah.
For those of you who commented, YES, Jack Jones is a fabulous husband. And Cindy is a fabulous wife. It’s lovely to see real romance in action, outside the covers of a book!