It was bound to happen: my subconscious has finally started to buck against the restraints of Sober October. I'm basing this on the fact that last night I dreamt that I drank an entire bottle of Irish Cream. (I probably shouldn't have to clarify this, but it was not a good dream, in case you were wondering.) And today I had my very first parking lot fender-bender.
Damn you, imaginary nocturnal liqueur.
Not much else happening around here. I did turn this absurdly large farmer's market zucchini:
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| That's my 8-inch chef's knife. |
Into a pile of absurdly large
grilled farmer's market zucchini. Ta da! I also threw a couple of
Cajun salmon cakes on top.
I also captured this rare moment of all-encompassing joy on Anna's part as she munched a cracker and watched her favorite show.
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| It's the DVD player screensaver. |
Despite its threatening size, the zucchini somehow manages to make the knife look *more* dangerous.
ReplyDeleteAlso, that is a classic picture of our child that I will always cherish. Thank you for taking it! <3