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How come it's always when I can't do something, I desperately want to do it? I'm sitting here, babysitting the front door while I wait for UPS, thinking about how nice it would be to go for a walk. And then "nice" becomes I MUST DO THIS NOW. And I pump my fist skyward and will the UPS truck to arrive post haste or else.
I am also sitting here wondering what happened to the nest of baby spiders that were hanging around outside my kitchen window. They were cute in a can't-get-inside type way.
I sure hope they didn't get inside.
Let's talk about food. Lunch was very tasty. I made a sandwich out of toasted Bagel thins, a sliced up ball of mozzarella, two thick slices of tomato, fresh basil, a smear of red pepper hummus, and a drizzle of balsamic vinegar.
At the grocery store I also bought another cantaloupe and a quarter of a pound of thinly sliced prosciutto. I plan to cut the melon into chunks (appetizing sounding!)and wrap them in prosciutto since that was the appetizer I never got to eat in Rome.
How pretentious is that, right?
Well, if you want to think judge-y thoughts about me, allow me to help: why don't you start with all the hypothetical baby spiders in my kitchen?
Decent folk don't go around cavorting with arachnids. Not if they know what's good for 'em.