Musings

This morning, as I ate a cookie one of our friends, who is of Lebanese descent, made for us, I told Irish Woman that I would give her a girl child if she got the recipe, and that shewas authorized to offer Boo in exchange for it.
- I will get this recipe, and if I’m allowed, I’ll post the recipe.
My turkey turned out to be very juicy, and my gravy was highly praised. I’ll call that a win.
I consider it a good meal if everyone eats in silence because talking would take away from the food.
It would appear that Bluegrass and Moonshine have accepted Derby. I was woken this morning by Moonie and Derby practicing their kung-fu in the hallway. Derby can hold her own with Moonshine, but Bluegrass only let her play for a moment before showing her teeth and reminding her who was the head female in this particular pack. Of course, 20 minutes later, all three were in a pile taking a nap in a sunbeam.
Boo is definitely my son. I had to drag him back in the house to put on socks, shoes, and a jacket heavier than a sweatshirt this morning.
I didn’t think I’d be doing any scripting tonight, but as fate would have it, I got to resurrect something I wrote in 2009, polish it a bit, and reuse it.
- I was forced to do something I’ve never done before, which caused me to learn something tonight. Can’t let that continue. Next thing you know, I’ll be learning, and improving, and growing, and we can’t have that.

by daddybear71 on November 28, 2014 • Permalink

Posted by daddybear71 on November 28, 2014

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