The news is bad. The Gulf, the President's lame ass speech last night, Roger's cancer, Grandma still in the nursing home. I've increased my happy pills, and cut back on the alcohol. Loyal readers know I love gin martinis. Still having them - but limiting to one a day, not two (or sometimes, gosh, 3).
The garden is a balm...the dogs are, too, except when they're being a pain in the ass. Which is about 50% of the time. My All-Clad pan I won over at Mel's should be arriving today or tomorrow. Don't go to her "head cheese" post if you're squeamish. I am. Sorry Mel.
Greetings and good vibes to all my blogger friends - may you get through this hump day unscathed if at all possible. It's a dangerous world out there.