After I write this blog, and before I sit down to my computer to get my characters out of the fine mess I’ve already gotten them into, I’ll get a batch of slow-cooker lasagna going. This is a fun and easy process–except that the beagle begs, big-time, whenever I brown hamburger. (Or any other kind of meat). And a begging beagle is a hard critter to refuse.
What about all those new planets they’ve just discovered? How have we managed to miss them for all this time? And while I’m asking all these questions, does this mean I’m not a Gemini anymore? So much for checking my horoscope on a regular basis. For all I know, I have a whole new astrological sign.
We don’t have as much sunshine today as yesterday, but there’s no snow and I think it’s a bit warmer. Seeing what other folks are enduring all across this great country, I certainly have no complaints. We’re blessed with clear roads and visible grass, at least for now.
Finally, on a comical note, I have become a fan of a podcast called the Onion. One recent headline: Titanic Re-enactment Group Loses 1,300 Members.