Here I am, late again today. You know my routine is so damn important to me and it wouldn't matter so much but it involves the timing of when I get our supper made. Mr. Moon does not like to wait until what would be a proper suppertime in Spain. He would probably like to eat at six p.m. which I am not having. But I do try to get food on the table by eight, at least. And because I MUST write my blog post before I cook dinner, I need to start that process somewhere about five.
There is more to all of it than this but that's the general story.
I'm late today because I made some soup for May and took it to town and stopped at Publix, too. I talked to her this morning and she sounded good. She said she's had worse cases of the flu but she still hasn't been this sick in quite awhile. Same for Michael. I asked her if she'd like some mama-made soup and she said that yes, she would. I gave her several options and she chose a lentil and vegetable soup and so I made a pot of that. I did not have a huge selection of vegetables but did have plenty of greens and carrots, celery, onions, garlic, and tomatoes. I am not thrilled with how it turned out but as I told her, it has good things for her in it.
Michael's diet is the complete opposite of May's. Whereas she's been a vegetarian since she was about thirteen or so and who eats very clean, he loves hamburgers and all of the meaty things that May never touches. So I'm sure he didn't want any of the soup which is okay because he is happy with the canned soup that Rachel took over yesterday for them. I also took May her fruitcake and by golly, if the damn fruitcake did not end up falling INTO the soup container!
As I said when I opened up the bag I was carrying them in and saw what had happened, "Fucking Tupperware!" She reports that the fruitcake is fine though because I had wrapped it so well.
It was so good to see my girl, even though we were all masked and stood some distance apart. May is so damn sweet and so damn funny. We're alike in too many ways to count. I've always said that between the two of us, one is redundant. But it's a lovely redundancy to me. I had to touch her, which I did so very briefly. I put my hands around her beautiful face and even in that brief touch, I could feel her fever.
I did a quick run through Publix to get milk and bleach and a few other things that I cannot live without. And look what they had.
So by the time all of that was done, it was basically NOW.