Told Ya So . . .And Other News
Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!
Just a week ago, I prognosticated that Heather would win Hell's Kitchen.
So did you watch last night? Of course I did. Those clever writers wanted us to believe that Virginia actually was the chosen one. . .until she got stuck with/chose that team of dullards who extorted $1000. each from her should she win. She agreed! Told them she chose them because everyone else perceived them as "weak" and she could bring them along. Wheeeeee. Ah, the supreme confidence of a twenty-five year old, however misplaced, in her sweet self. Of course Chef was on her side of the kitchen exhorting the weakies to hustle their ahsses, helping Virginia again, because, let's face it, she needed every bit of help she could get despite her "fabulous palate." And when Heather walked through the winner's door, Chef stayed behind to console dear Virginia. Now that's great TV and pure fantasy!
On to other news . . . The Birthday Teapot Retrieved
Darcy picked up MMMMMM yesterday morning and zoomed me away to pick up our fired ceramic creations. My black washed red teapot actually turned out rather well, though the top could have done with a bit more wash. All in all, I like it. Darcy's big brown bowl was a thing of rare beauty, too. That was fun then we went to lunch. My kind of Monday.
It's cool and overcast this morning and I'm wearing shorts and a fleece jacket over a t-shirt and flip flops. Now, there's a treat to behold, let me tell you. Hey, such is the wardrobe of a writer who works at home--often crazy and utilitarian. I just shopped online for two pairs of walking shoes for our upcoming Med cruise. Why didn't I buy swim fins or yacht wear? Because our daily shore excursions are all about walking and good, comfy shoes most important. Besides, I'd be on my knees in minutes were I to attempt to schlep around Florence in my flip flops. Though my shorts and fleece might work for more than at home wear . . .
Mmmmmmmmmmmelinda
Just a week ago, I prognosticated that Heather would win Hell's Kitchen.
So did you watch last night? Of course I did. Those clever writers wanted us to believe that Virginia actually was the chosen one. . .until she got stuck with/chose that team of dullards who extorted $1000. each from her should she win. She agreed! Told them she chose them because everyone else perceived them as "weak" and she could bring them along. Wheeeeee. Ah, the supreme confidence of a twenty-five year old, however misplaced, in her sweet self. Of course Chef was on her side of the kitchen exhorting the weakies to hustle their ahsses, helping Virginia again, because, let's face it, she needed every bit of help she could get despite her "fabulous palate." And when Heather walked through the winner's door, Chef stayed behind to console dear Virginia. Now that's great TV and pure fantasy!
On to other news . . . The Birthday Teapot Retrieved
Darcy picked up MMMMMM yesterday morning and zoomed me away to pick up our fired ceramic creations. My black washed red teapot actually turned out rather well, though the top could have done with a bit more wash. All in all, I like it. Darcy's big brown bowl was a thing of rare beauty, too. That was fun then we went to lunch. My kind of Monday.
It's cool and overcast this morning and I'm wearing shorts and a fleece jacket over a t-shirt and flip flops. Now, there's a treat to behold, let me tell you. Hey, such is the wardrobe of a writer who works at home--often crazy and utilitarian. I just shopped online for two pairs of walking shoes for our upcoming Med cruise. Why didn't I buy swim fins or yacht wear? Because our daily shore excursions are all about walking and good, comfy shoes most important. Besides, I'd be on my knees in minutes were I to attempt to schlep around Florence in my flip flops. Though my shorts and fleece might work for more than at home wear . . .
Mmmmmmmmmmmelinda
posted by MMMelinda at 9:39 AM
