Even by my low standards, yesterday was about as empty and meaningless as it gets around here. My overnight guest threw me off schedule, so I missed out on the Wednesday Walkers group hike. I did a 7K valley walk later on my own. I showered, napped, baked brownies, and blogged to while away the afternoon hours. (Okay, I think I used the right while as opposed to wile. Okay, I looked it up, and I’m right.) When it was time to do the feeding at Hideaway, I headed into town and stopped in at Sit-n-Bull for some takeout.
Josh joined me at Hideaway about an hour into my visit. So, I stayed longer than normal and drank more than usual. That’s not a good combination, but at least I didn’t fall down or wake up on the floor this time. I’ll call that progress.
And that is really all I’ve got to report today. I’m meeting someone new for dinner later at John’s place. We’ve been chatting for a couple of days, and she appears to be the smartest young woman I’ve encountered since the move. We’ll see how she stacks up in real life.
I think I’ve probably used this here before, but it’s good enough to use again:
Until tomorrow then.
Don’t know why it took me so long to realize this, but your constant mention of brownies kind of makes you sound like a pothead.
Nuthin’ wrong with having some down time.
Good luck with the new girl. Some smart chicks are sexy; others are just fat. May your date be the former.
Ha! My brownies are kinda famous in these parts, even without illegal ingredients. Thank you, Betty Crocker!