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 My BlackBerry lit-up last night around 6:30 just as I was poking at the piece of roast I'd put in my slow cooker three hours earlier. There was NO way it was gonna be ready by dinner time. None at all. And then the message "Let me buy you dinner', from my sister nearly 2.000 miles away. Sitting at home nursing her pain and no doubt easily all-too preoccupied with my visiting brother and sister-in-law, my live-in niece and her little bitty nine month old baby, RJ wanted to buy ME dinner. Do you love it? I did.
Less than an hour later (it took us time to figure out who she could call to buy my dinner online) I have a hot Dominos pizza. Yeah, it wasn't Brooklyn's best but all too welcome just the same. And hot and thin crispy crust.. MMMMMMMMM. Sis, my belly thanks you and, so do I!
Sunday Crumbs.....
Poochy's back home from his weekend holiday with the ex, smelling just a wee bit like horses and unclean carpet and I like it. He came home with all his essentials he left with, a new high score from my forgetful ex and with a few more things; a favorite shirt I'd left three years ago, my black cowboy hat, a Christmas gift about four years ago and a ZipLock bag painfully under-stuffed with fresh-baked cookies. I'm not sure what I did to score that but it makes Sunday night TV-viewing all the sweeter.
Tom's been going on and on all day about helping to shoot a movie in NYC. He knows the director, or writer, or somebody. Just like him to take on a new hobby and excel so fast, he finds people allowing him to shoot indie movies. I'm desperate for a weekend in New York, it's time.
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