Afterwards,
Christine and I went out for lunch at Versailles, and I am now oozing garlic
from every pore. Alas, poor vampires.
And now?
Well, I should get some work done. And convince Ken to stop working in the
garage so we can go grocery shopping. We’re out of milk, and half-and-half
tastes weird in tea to me. But (a) he’s working in the garage, which means I
might be able to park my car in there this year,* and (b) he already did put
together the slow cooker meal for tonight (chicken thighs and canned artichoke
hearts and a few other things. New recipe. Smells good so far).
Okey-doke.
Onwards!
*To save
money, he cancelled his storage shed and put all his work stuff in the garage
before the garage was cleaned out to the extent that his work stuff—which
involves pieces of room-sized machines—would fit along with my car and two
motorcycles and a bunch of woodworking equipment.
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Currently
Reading: The Little Sister, Sarah Waters
Lately
Listened To: The Best of Both Worlds (Fish disc),
Marillion
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Watched: Doctor Who
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