I’m trying to take some much needed downtime this weekend. Last week was just a shitstorm of tragedy and tooth extraction. I making gumbo today. I’ve had a bag of frozen okra in my freezer forever and yet it seems to have disappeared on the day I actually need it. Why does that always seem to happen?
I treated myself to a pricey trip to Whole Foods yesterday. I felt like I just needed some good food in the house. I bought a couple of their fancy sausages. It’s great for singles because you can buy one really nice fresh sausage for two dollars instead of buying a packaged of processed crap
My asshole gaybor ( My LGBT love does not extend to him. I totally would exchange him out for any of the Orlando victims if I could) has poor grass killer of some sort all down my flower bed between my driveway and the fence. Just another bad thing to add to a shitty week.
I am going to watch things I don’t have to recap and continue to veg out and wait for my fish stock to come together. While that is going on I will read some recipes for Gumbo online. I must be the only person in the world who starts cooking and THEN peruses recipes.
(Sidenote to Mary, there are some folks talking about their divorces after decades in the Jules Wainstein divorce comments that you might take comfort in and not feel so alone. It seems to happen with some frequency. I hope you are coping.)
So what is going on in your neck of the woods?