in a pipe she flies to the motherland

I have been told by many fans (okay, three fans... okay, three close friends and family) that I am not blogging enough. It's rather crazy that I have blogged almost every day for twenty years -- that's a wild choice to have made. I'm glad I have the record of my life, but I admit it's hard to feel excited about blogging on the days when my life feels pretty dull -- although I guess that didn't stop me on all the days when I wrote some variant of "I was supposed to write a book today and didn't.

sssanyway. Work was fine today; I am procrastinating on something I was supposed to write there, so it feels very much like I'm fully integrated into the job. I did various tings today, and the house smelled increasingly amazing while I did -- I tried a new recipe for beef barbacoa in the slow cooker, and eight hours later it was fantastic. [Censored] came home early today and so benefitted from the barbacoa experiment -- and luckily, we both liked it, since I made it with four pounds of chuck roast. At some point in there I also talked to Katie so that we could make some plans and I could make her jealous of all the small town gossip I hear. And now, I need to unwind and go to bed - goodnight!