Dog days of summer....
The cicadas just mysteriously hushed outside the window. It's muggy. It's hot and muggy and now it's still because the breeze stopped and the insects became quiet.
We're having chef's salad for dinner. Lettuce and fresh-picked tomatoes (Viv at work gave me a yellow one and a big ol' beefsteak), cuke, olives, red onion, celery, bell pepper, toss in a little Jane's Mixed Up Salt and some cheddar and croutons and dressing of your choice (TI for me, ranch for Richard), sprinkle with some of that really interesting looking peppered hickory smoked roast beef and some turkey... YUM.
In going through my roll of bookmarks, the nonist made me laugh for some reason.
Richard is currently rubbing my shoulders.... I dig this man.
We're having chef's salad for dinner. Lettuce and fresh-picked tomatoes (Viv at work gave me a yellow one and a big ol' beefsteak), cuke, olives, red onion, celery, bell pepper, toss in a little Jane's Mixed Up Salt and some cheddar and croutons and dressing of your choice (TI for me, ranch for Richard), sprinkle with some of that really interesting looking peppered hickory smoked roast beef and some turkey... YUM.
In going through my roll of bookmarks, the nonist made me laugh for some reason.
Richard is currently rubbing my shoulders.... I dig this man.