1 I am not dead.
2 I don't really have anything to blog about right now.
3 Wait! No, sorry, I got nothing ....
4 I have been up at the school campus making potato bread and gnocchi. I thought I was just going to watch a demonstration, so I tipped up in my orange sweater. And was handed an apron. A warm room is needed to help the yeast do its thang. I was so hot I thought I was having a flash.
The bread was, unfortunately, so gorgeous that I ate half a loaf and about half a pound of butter BEFORE I went for my weigh in with Slimming World.
5 Oh yeah, I signed up for Slimming World. So far, I've lost 24 pounds. Of the Queen's head variety. And 3lbs of the lardy ones.
6 Tartarus is in Bulgaria and I am missing him. This IS news. Usually I don't care where he is. But I am missing our cups of tea as he reports from the coal face of the garage and some THING that needs fixing on someone's motorbike and I report on some THING on facebook that has held my attention for five hours.
7 I've started going running again. This 'running' is a term that I use very loosely. Truthfully, I am going 'walking slightly faster than I generally do.' Nero hates it because it's a useless speed for him - neither walking nor running. Lolloping. Nero is lolloping.
No, that's not true. This morning I was jogging behind him and he was walking. I jog slower than my dog walks. There's an admission.
8 I am getting excited about going to Italy in April. Without family. Meeting up with a group of Tarot fans and 'sploring museums and, hopefully, eating my own bodyweight in risotto milanese. Minus the veal shanks. Because, well, VEAL.
9 I bought all 80 of the Penguin 80th birthday Little Black Books. I could not afford it, but it's BOOKS.
10 I am wakening up at 3am with the Nameless Dreads - death, disease, famine, never amounting to anything, alien invasion - yes, fear of it all hits me at 3am.
11 Sonshine has hairs growing on his legs and his voice is up and down like a bees wing. He's growing up. Hence the Nameless Dreads, I think.
Enough about me, how are YOU?
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