Friday, March 06, 2009
Post 1833. Last night I made spinach, pine nut, and Mexican soft cheese enchiladas for dinner, along with wild rice, yellow squash, salad, and gluten-free brownies. Larry and Forrest came to dinner with Mummy and I and afterwards we hung out for awhile. Henny-Penny came in for a visit (she sat on Forrest's lap for a while), and Puff, Joey, and Snowball climbed up on laps for attention.
Today I am at work looking at broken bits of 1920s-1930s dishes. I had bad headache when I awoke and made the mistake of taking a heavy-duty painkiller. I am feeling very disoriented and unproductive as a result.
These are the mundane details of my life. If I didn't write them down I would forget them. One hundred years from now no one will probably remember much about me, other than a few archaeologists and genealogists. I wonder if my blog will be floating around in cyberspace and someone will come across it and read what I had for dinner on 5 March 2009 and wish they had been there with us, mostly because the food was good and the company was better and Henny-Penny was very, very entertaining.
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Today I am at work looking at broken bits of 1920s-1930s dishes. I had bad headache when I awoke and made the mistake of taking a heavy-duty painkiller. I am feeling very disoriented and unproductive as a result.
These are the mundane details of my life. If I didn't write them down I would forget them. One hundred years from now no one will probably remember much about me, other than a few archaeologists and genealogists. I wonder if my blog will be floating around in cyberspace and someone will come across it and read what I had for dinner on 5 March 2009 and wish they had been there with us, mostly because the food was good and the company was better and Henny-Penny was very, very entertaining.
