I've had a very nice day. Lily and Jessie and I met up at a place called Bliss Nails and honestly, the guy who did my pedicure blissed me right out. If there is anything on this earth more luxurious than getting a pedicure which includes foot and leg massages and hot towels and hot stones, I do not know what it is.
The three of us yacked and yacked and laughed and laughed while we were getting our feet beautified. And then we went to lunch. The decision about where to go took us at least fifteen minutes. This is the way it always is. We ended up at a sports bar that I'd been to them with them once before where I'd gotten a chopped ahi salad that was so good I've not forgotten it and wanted it again. The lady children got Brussels sprouts which they got the last time we were there. You may remember that I cannot abide a Brussels sprout. And please do not tell me that I would like them the way YOU cook them. I don't care what you do to those sulfureous little devil cabbages, I do not like the way they taste. You can wrap all the damn bacon in the world around one and deep fry it and I still won't like it. Lily and Jessie, however, love them and were happy with their side-dish orders of them.
Here's what my salad looked like.
And so I did.
So little time.