I guess I don't mind working another Bunday Evening post when I get the first picks of the saaaaalad. Charlie, well, Charlie is not the kind that runs out to eat because some hoodlum wants her to. Mind you; the dinner was very early today.
Our hoodlum got a cold now and been sneezing all day. I'm starting to feel sorry for the dude. I know he tries to abide all this nonsense, but a break every once in a while would be nice.
Of course, the break at work is quite something, so there's not much to thump about that. But I have to listen to things like, "You know, Gus, bun shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouf, but the people of Troy would beg to differ. And what happened to the rider of the horse? What was it? Famine? Where's the rider lurking now? Twisted minds like to know."
Sure, genius, too bad you didn't see my eyebugger sooner. He removed it, but by then, the pics were done, and I run of patience.
We'll keep you posted,
|At work, Buntie Crystal, purveyed a tub of greens on Friday afteronoon.|
The Romains of Day kind of a treat to top off a crazy week.
|We start with a bit of wheat grass.|
|The Romains of the Day go in next.|
|A sliver of pineapple.|
|A leaf of bok choy.|
|Parsley, have to have some parsley.|
|A bit of chopped dandelion.|
|We top if all of with a some rolled up cawwot shavings.|