Hello again, my lovelies.
I wish I could tell you with a straight face that I did all kinds of stuff this evening. Instead, I got home around 5. Patricia was cooking dinner but had some stuff for me to throw into the green bin. Good times.
We were hungry again by 8:30 or so, so I cooked a couple deluxe grilled cheese sandwiches. Cooked onions first and threw in a bit of spiced paprika in the frying pan. Lightly toasted some bread and put some margarine on the outside of the slices before putting some fried onions, real cheese and a couple of those sandwich savers pickles inside the sandwich. Grilled each sandwich for 5 minutes or so and voila! A nice sammich.
I have a Frank deadline this week. I should have spend some time working on an article tonight. Darn me.
I was supposed to record another podcast with Jordan Bonaparte Tuesday night but that has been postponed till Thursday night. We will discuss another unsolved Nova Scotia murder. Which one will be revealed in due course...
I am going to call it a night. Never mind. Not using that old joke again. Tomorrow, or next time I write that is, I will tell you about an old friend who died last week. He was a lovely man I have discussed here on the blog before. I will rehash that and share my thoughts about his passing, soon.
See you then.