I completely spaced it! Why? Because I was rambling around in Parable, Montana, which exists only in my imagination, and I got lost there. By the time I resurfaced, it was so late in the day that I couldn’t have written anything sensible, anyway.
Most weeks, I gripe because it’s Friday. Call me crazy. I love the hustle and bustle of weekdays. This week, I’m glad it’s Friday. We’re having special visitors this weekend, here on the Triple L, albeit very briefly. I probably won’t cook anything ambitious, like last weekend’s Boeuf B, but you never know. I could start channeling Julia Child at any moment. Of course I’d have to make a foray to my favorite meat and fish markets….
Okay, maybe I WILL cook.
I did keep that commitment to go out for a walk on Wednesday, by the way. Bernicie (the Yorkie) and I explored the whole front yard and most of the driveway.
Next week, I’ll tell you the story of my visionboard, which worked, by the way, and how I will do it differently in the future.
Make it a good weekend.