Day 178
Well, here I am at 2:20 and getting ready for the couch (still) and realized I had not written this entry yet today … so, here I am. Yawn!
And in just typing that word, I yawned. Why are they so contagious? Even a written yawn is contagious! Weird!
Tonight was sublime. I have no other word for it …
The evening cooled down to a lovely 71 degrees and 86% humidity … it’s cool but balmy and absolutely … SUBLIME. Nothing less than that!
And, to my amazement, at this hour of the night/morning the cicadas are still out there singing! Do they ever sleep? Do I ever sleep?
I zipped over to the grocery store earlier this evening … thinking I’d mosey around a bit as I’m still trying to fill my pantry with items that I’ve usually had on hand before the move, but still do not, and got home a bit later than I expected. I thought I’d eat my dinner outside but it was darker than I expected so opted to eat inside and watch the olympics instead.
While at the grocery store I caved. BADLY. And sometimes one just has to do that. Go with the flow. Accept what the cart wants. Take home items that are not usually in your basket but that somehow, mysteriously, materialize in your bag when you arrive home.
Such was the case with the fixings for my dinner.
I am gluten intolerant. I don’t do dairy (not by choice, mind you) or eggs or potatoes or tomatoes or beets … or 20 other yummy things … unless, of course, I don’t mind being sicker than a dog … which sometimes I opt to be. Because one cannot live on gluten free bread and salads alone!
Tonight’s dinner was a complete no-no. And it was … (again) … SUBLIME.
I had kettle potato chips with sour cream … YUM! WHITE bread (OMG) with miracle whip, lettuce and (horrors!) … bologna! It was fabulous. I know, most of you are thinking how can a bologna sandwich be sublime and fabulous … but it was. Sometimes nothing can compare to good ol’ Oscar Mayer!
I went to refill my tea, taking my plate with me, but I left the sour cream container on the table and came back to Gertie, face-planted in the container! She pulled her head out and it looked like she’d been in a cream pie fight! Ha! Guess I didn’t need that sour cream, after all!
I’m glad I sat and watched the olympics for a bit as I got to see the girl gymnasts. They always make me cry. These girls work so hard and are so composed and their ability level is so high. I know how hard they work and how difficult even the easiest of moves is (I have the broken body from a fall in high school to prove it!) … they are truly amazing. I was glad they got the gold.
In any case … I had a productive evening. It was lovely out. I watched the US win some medals and I had the best dinner I’ve had in a long time. Possibly sad, but true!
And yes … just about everything about it was … sublime!