gratitude and guilt

yesterday, i had a lovely late lunch with loosestrife, complete with good margaritas and conversation. i met Leo and Crosbie, both of whom are very charming, and picked meyer lemons from the tree in the yard and marveled at the vast array of partial citroens stacked everywhere. after even more conversation, my allergies started to kick in -- must remember to double up on allergy meds when visiting dogs -- so i took my leave. i'm sorry it took so long for us to get together after she moved here. andrea is good people.

on the way home i was distracted by allergies and good radio and didn't notice my car was almost out of gas, and this morning it won't start. for which i'm actually a bit grateful. two full days of socializing in a row is a bit much for me at the moment. i'm feeling kind of burned out, and this makes for a good excuse to work at home. later i'll call shirley and get her to take me down to the gas station, but she's not back from dropping warren at work yet.

one day, i will learn that just because i'm having a good time doesn't mean i can ignore my limitations.

anyway, i've got a big bag of meyer lemons, and i'm all aflutter thinking of ways to use them.

scariest t-shirt of the year

yes, baby, yes

tonight's menu began with mixed spring greens with meyer lemon vinaigrette, and blood orange screwdrivers. my main course was a petite grilled sirloin cooked rare, with new potatoes and brussels sprouts with meyer lemon beurre blanc, accompanied by champagne. (it had been hanging around the fridge a while, and i decided i deserved it to cheer me up.)

the rest of the day was pretty much a wash.