Foods I don’t eat anymore: Caesar salad. Too often they’re more like “Cheese-ar” salads, and even the hard cheeses are off my list. Oh, I’m sure I’ll indulge in a little of the old fromage when we traipse through Europe next year, but as a special treat to be enjoyed on its own, not as an ingredient.
Food I eat now: homemade fajita chicken
Metaphorically the most practical manual for parenting teenagers that I have read.
It’s all here: supply, medical support, transportation, finance, security, maintenance, communications, logistics, religious support, and training.
Love and affection covered separately.
What I love about my notebook-fetish subscription box is that each month I get to try out notebooks and writing implements that I would either never find otherwise or would never think to buy. But the biggest advantage is that I have made some really cool discoveries about my writing in the process.
The medium is important.
Steak and salmon: good.
Couscous and matzah: okay
Needless to say, the cake went undisturbed. I feel bad about wasting. I would feel much worse with it on my waist.
This month’s notebook binge.
The waterproofs are for Aaron’s field research trip; the lefties are for my religious projects, and the Maryland and Idaho sets are for client work.
And the Bands of Rubber are for banding things with rubber.
Starting the week with a nice view and a cold brew coffee. Now if only someone would open the door…