Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Nothing new to report today. Too tired to rant, most of the prayers are out there already, nothing clever or profound to contribute. Mama said there'd be days like this....
Got a little writing done today. Watched some TV tonight. Cooked me up some filet mignon and topped it with a sauce of seriously reduced crimini mushrooms in demi-glace. Added a glass of 2006 Zinfandel. Now to bed.
Planning a day trip Saturday to see the aspens turned all golden up in Hyde Park. There is a promise of margaritas at Tomasita's in Santa Fe. I have threatened to read poetry.
Bonne nuit, mes enfants!