I am in here.
Warmer temperatures. And the antibiotics are forcing the bacteria in my lungs into a bit of a retreat. I might even be daring tonight and try sleeping in bed instead of in the armchair. (Lying flat when I’m sick makes me cough endlessly.) Actual blogging can resume now…
It’s official — just when winter’s about over, and I’m on a trip that’s proving to be enjoyable, I finally get a cold. After lunch today, at the Oyster Bar at Grand Central Station, I headed back to the hotel instead of to the theater to see Dirty, Rotten Scoundrels. A good book, much hot … Continue reading Springtime cold
I’m getting used to the snow, just about in time for the spring migration of birds to start… somewhere in Central and South America, little wings are starting to flutter, and little beaks are pointing northward. They will bring spring with them, just when I am falling asleep under my blanket of snow.
Well, two actually. One for me, and one for the recovering offspring, Peter. They were yummy! Even with the vegan Worcestershire sauce. No, I didn’t make one for my very loving and trustworthy and hungry husband (Ruben is snickering now because he knows the joke here). Why not? Is he not worth a few dollars … Continue reading So I made a steak.
white pebble 