This is one of those non-entries. Kip asked if he could stop in to say hi to our readers, so here he is, above, being his cute self (a few years ago…).
I’ve ordered pizzas to be delivered for supper. Paul has started selling lobsters down at the harbor every Friday from 4 to 6 p.m. lately, so when he mentioned it to me, he was worried he’d be late back for supper so he said “why don’t we just make Friday nights pizza night and you can order it to be delivered… then it won’t matter when I walk in the door…
Well, fine with me, so pizzas will be here in about 90 minutes with no work on my part.
I was all set to make us each a plate of salad fixins and tuna salad in the middle, but I spent some good amount of time today out in that kitchen of mine making P. a new batch of ginger molasses spice cookies, and that just about did me in. I also did all the clean-up, which I don’t usually get to, so that put the icing on the cake – I’m taking dinner off.
Watching tennis (French Open) off and on on TV but nothing is holding me there. I am sick of seeing SerenaW always always always on the tube playing tennis because I am not a fan, but I’d like to see more of some of the younger women working their way up.
That’s it from here. We have the A/C running non-stop because we are in a heat wave now and it’s not my cuppa… I like to be cool, man…..
Cheers for Pizza Night,
Bex & Co.