"After three glasses of wine..."
I did a writing exercise today. I have a book of writing prompts, one for each day of the year. Today's was to start a poem with "After three glasses of wine..." I like only the beginning:
After three glasses of wine
I dissolved
Oozing onto the floor
With an inelegant plop.
Anyway, it's got me writing again. I'm sure that I'll get better as I practice.
I made the spinach and mushroom lasagna again, and it is still good. I'm letting it cool off, and then I'm going to freeze the leftovers.
I'm catching up on the dishes.
I found a missing library book.
I plan to do some cleaning, meditate, clean a little more, read a little more, and then go to bed.
After three glasses of wine
I dissolved
Oozing onto the floor
With an inelegant plop.
Anyway, it's got me writing again. I'm sure that I'll get better as I practice.
I made the spinach and mushroom lasagna again, and it is still good. I'm letting it cool off, and then I'm going to freeze the leftovers.
I'm catching up on the dishes.
I found a missing library book.
I plan to do some cleaning, meditate, clean a little more, read a little more, and then go to bed.